Chapter One: "Sic Semper Tyrannis"
Jenson Olsen's life was about to change; For better or for worse, he did not know. How could he know? He wasn't a psychic or anything weird like that, no—he was just your average run of the mill vanilla human with a net worth of several billion dollars.
"So it's a deal then?" Jenson asked the man with the tattoo.
"Yes, Mr. Olsen, it's a deal. I will have one of my subordinates call you once the deed is done. I assure you it will be done with haste… I hope you aren't having second thoughts."
"No, no… I want this…"
"Good, now… we'll just need to discuss your payment."
"Payment?"
"Yes, Mr. Olsen. You didn't honestly think a person of… my stature would do this out of the kindness of my heart," In the pale moonlight, The Tattooed Man's eyes and teeth gleamed a sickly silver as the final words slithered out his mouth, "did you?"
"No, of course not… What do you need?" Jenson said.
"It's not so what I need, Mr. Olsen, as much as what do you need?"
"What?" Jenson said, confused.
"It's simple, you've made a deal with me, Mr. Olsen. You have hired me to kill off… who is this? Your girlfriend? Your wife?"
"My daughter." Jenson said.
"Your daughter… well aren't you the crown jewel of parenting. You've hired me to kill off your daughter, clearly this is something this is something you care about—or rather don't care about anymore. So what I need from you, Jenson, is something you do care about."
"What do you mean?" Jenson said.
"Are you thick in the head, boy?" The Tattooed Man said, "You must give to get and let me just say the price for this deal is going to be hefty."
Jenson looked at the man, clearly confused; he couldn't grasp what this man; this well dressed, gleaming eyed man was getting at.
"What do you value most, Mr. Olsen?"