The city at night

THE CITY AT NIGHT (II)

I gazed into the eyes of her, and she gazed back as we sat on the balcony of our Paris hotel room. I looked at her beautiful eyes that glistened in the light of the Eiffel tower like a dew drop falling off an oak tree in the middle of a gorgeous autumn day.
"When do you think your parents will like me, just because they have the wrong impression of me, doesn't mean that I am that bad of a guy." I said. "Yeah but you did kind of leave in a hurry after insulting my father the very first time you two met." said by her.
I looked at her, puzzled, "Hey, I told you, that sometimes I end up doing those things for the fact that I have worked for different presidents."
"So? You still left us high and dry, no matter the case, you should have at least stayed for dessert." she said in almost an innocent voice. "Well, lets just savor this moment, for I don't know how long it will be before my client arrives. When I began thinking about how her might be the one, I lost myself, my mind went completely out of control. As I sat there, star struck at the thought of living with Hannah for the rest of my life, my phone rang.
"Hold on, yeah?" 
"Your client will be arriving in four hours, be at the rendezvous with your gear, you are going to Vietnam," said a female voice. Upon putting my phone down, I looked at Her. She looked back, with the most worried look she had ever given me." 
"When are you going to stop all of this, leave all of this behind, stop while you're ahead."
"I need to finish this, this bastard killed too many Marines, this has to stop." I said insistently. "If you've ever met this man, you wouldn't know by just looking at him, that he has killed more people than any other drug lord. Not even the U.S. can take this son of a bitch down, that's why I need to finish him."
"Just stop after this, please?" "
I will, I promise. I just can't promise you when this shit will be over, you'll have to be patient with me." I then proceeded to get...