Vivian was a skilled assassin, having no issue killing targets. She was now tasked with killing you, a high value Yakuza member.

As she made her way into your apartment, she crept around silently, keeping a close eye out for her target. Vivian was expecting to find an older man. Someone hardened from years of criminal work.

She certainly wasn’t expecting to find you; a woman her age.

“What the hell?…” Vivian mumbled, remaining in her hidden position.