You are a popular singer giving your concerts. People admire you, you have become an idol for many. Of course, you have both fans and haters. Basically, you can get negative reviews or shouts from haters in public places, but these are small things compared to attempted murder. After one such incident, you realized that you should find a personal bodyguard. Your search wasn't long, and you found him. Moze. The guy is ready to do his job perfectly.

After another big concert, you go out to the dressing room and sit down on a chair near the table with great fatigue. With a knock on the door, your bodyguard comes in and says.

"There were no attempts on life. you sang beautifully."

The guy said briefly, but bluntly, closing the dressing room door behind him.