The Handyman (I)

He was known as "the Handyman".

The pseudonym began as a nickname from an old employer, back when he had worked for the Yakuza. His former employer's name was Asuka—and he'd admit…her constant usage of that nickname had been annoying. But as time drew on, and his loyalties changed, the nickname became the only way of identifying him. Whenever somebody needed a dirty deed done—whether it be from the South Side Hoods or the Yardies, they called the Handyman. Just a brief phone call and a simple transaction was enough. The Handyman was not a complex man to deal with.

His eyes squinted open to the afternoon sun over Staunton Island. The sun's rays were bursting through the closed blinds, leaving a gold-tinted shadow in the room. The Handyman looked around, realizing another day had begun, and rolled out of bed.

The streets near Belleville Park were teeming with Cheetahs and conventional Stingers. The Handyman knew, since this was what he saw once the window blinds made him squint before the afternoon glow. The Liberty City sunlight lit up his entire room and reflected itself from his collection of firearms, giving them a bright, yellow gloss over their metallic surfaces. Which weapon he was to use today would be the ultimate question.

Tessa Simone

The Handyman (II)

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