My name is Alice Maynard. I am a professional assassin, just like my favorite uncle Victor Maynard. I was raised in America until both of my parents were murdered. So I was on my way to live with my uncle.
I slept through the plane ride and relaxed. I wondered what it would be like living with my uncle. I mean I have met him before but I don't know what living with will entail. I shut my eyes and just enjoyed my ride to my new home.
When I next opened my eyes I saw that there was a flight attendant trying to tell me that we had landed. I nodded making them leave me alone. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the plane. I was going to meet him later tonight but first I needed to steal a car.
I walked into a garage trying to figure out what car I should take when I turned my head there was my Uncle. He was facing a wall as well as a woman. There was a pudgy man holding a gun to them. I growled and threw a knife at him. As my blade hit his hand a gunshot rang out I looked next to me and saw a red headed boy shaking and holding a gun. I was a little impressed.
"Uncle Victor I am surprised with you. Getting caught with a pretty girl no less." I told him and walked to the guy. He was bleeding from both the gunshot and the knife wound. I bent over and took my knife back.
"Alice why are you here?" Uncle Victor asked.
"You don't know? Dad and mom died. So I came here to be with you." I explained and started to clean my blade.
"Oh I am sorry dear. Well why don't we get everything cleaned up here and go home." Uncle Victor said to me. He and the red head were going to deal the body while I talk to the woman.
"So why was tons of fun back there trying to kill you?" I asked her as she starts to rob the dead guy clean out.
"I sold them a fake painting and because they found out they want me dead. It's not my fault that people are so gullible." She said and got money from the dead guy's wallet.
I just rolled my eyes and waited for my uncle. He came out and we started to walk out of the parking garage until the girl came back again.
"Wait where are you going?" She asked and looked a little scared. We looked at her and then back at each other.
"What do you want from us?" Uncle Victor said in a curious tone.
"I want you both to protect me." She said to us and was about to cry.
"We can't protect you. You couldn't afford us." Uncle Victor said and started to put his arm around me. We were almost turned all the way around when she yelped at us again.
"Please I will pay you. I can afford it." She tries to reason us and rips the money that she got from the dead guy and handed me half of it.
"Half now, half later. I want around the clock protection." She demanded.
We walk back to her car. I turn to Uncle Victor looking him dead in the eye.
"What have we gotten ourselves into?"