Seth Rockefield works at the luxurious restaurant with a nightclub down below. He’s one of the indentured sixteen-year-old waiter, trying to pay off his mother’s debt. And now is fighting some type of wannabe person who proclaims herself a deadly assassin.

She kicks anything that is on wheels including dumpsters, Seth steps to the side avoiding something that hits like dump trucks. He hops over a rusted railing where Ryonel punches her stomach, near the kidneys. Before anything else could happen, the cops showed up.

“Shit, am I gonna get my ass nailed on one of those silver platters?” Seth muttered under his breath. They get out of the car, running over to arrest the assassin and they glare at him, who was taking care of the diagonal scar running across his palm. Gandersown is one town, that likes to be infested with organized crime ranging from petty robberies to massive turf wars. Seth looks up shrugging his shoulders when he met their eyes.

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The assassin had a look of anguish and fear for what was going to happen to her. Seth’s boss came out from the back door, Mr. Erek, was nice with everyone else but insanely harsh to the indentured workers.

“Goddamnit! Seth, you can’t even go out of the restaurant to buy a bag of spices and not try to get your ass kicked by some hitman. All we needed was spices for the foods or my secret sauce! This is why Martha attained that ridiculous debt because you added on to it when she gave birth.” Mr. Erek said the last part coldly, giving Seth some bandages. Once he was finished, Rockefield picked up the grocery bag and went inside to resume his day.