Frank wasn't filled in on every detail, but as far as he knew, it was only her parents who posed a threat to anyone. They were both corrupt politicians bribing their way up the hierarchy, slowly but surely passing unfair laws that would mercilessly make the rich richer and the poor poorer. Frank's organisation, Legion, had always assured Frank that each hit he'd been ordered to carry out was for the greater good. Why did he feel that way? Rose wasn't supposed to mean anything to him. Just another name to add to the hitlist. Pierre narrowed his eyes. "I hope you know, mon lapin," he said, walking towards his motorbike. "That roses have thorns." ((in progress!)) --------------------- created : 7.29.20 finished : © honeeabb + s