Julian

“…. Mission….. failed.” He was unlucky. You had four leaves when he had only three. He had the kind of luck that would be painful to have. And he had enough. His boss gave him one last job, one…. “small” deed he had to take before he could quit. The boss slides the contract across the table. “Do this and you can leave to do what ever the bloody hell you want. I just don’t wanna see your stupid little face again.” Julian’s eyes twitch. “You know I am your best man for the job. Why should I leave?” The boss chuckles “This is possibly a life time commitment. Just read the paper and do as it says.” Julian takes the slip and walks out the door with a grudge on his shoulders. He opens the contract, his eyes dancing from word to word. He sucks in his breath. Him: Assassin to k1ll you. You: As you like but you are the son/daughter of a mafia boss who has recently hired a new body guard for you. Julian’s boss isn’t good friends with your dad.