Assassin's Tears (ENG)

*+｡ CHAPTER 1｡+*

*Half a year earlier*

The nervous mulatto woman ran into the room without even knocking or waiting for permission. She approached the fifty-year-old man sitting behind the desk, then slammed her hands hard on the wooden table, which immediately caught the attention of her companion.

"Give me a better job. " She said as soon as she met his confused gaze. "It's all boring! I want something better, some challenge." She said quickly.

"Welcome, papi, hello, daddy. How are you feeling today? " The man spread his arms out of frustration, to which Narin only rolled her eyes. "Thank you, my dear mija, I feel good today, how are you? "

"Berni. " Woman interrupted his chatter. "Give me a better job." She looked at him pleadingly as the older one just sighed.

"Mija..." He looked at her, resting his elbows on the desk. "Every job I give you takes a lot of effort. " He said. "Each one is demanding to some degree. I can't help it that you've gotten good enough to deal with them so quickly. " He leaned back against his red armchair. "After all, I trained you well. " He laughed softly.

Vazguez sighed and then sat down on a chair opposite the older man.

"I'm bored. " She said after a moment, which again caused a quiet chuckled of her guardian.

Torres, seeing her pleading look, shook his head and then reached into the drawer and took out a folder with documents, which he later handed to Narin. The black-haired girl immediately took the documents in her hands and began to look through them with great interest.

"That's less money than last time." She noticed the pay price for killing the man whose documents she was reviewing.

"You're the one who cares least about money. " Torres laughed.

"True, but I have to follow the rules. " She placed the papers on the desk. "Besides, it's an easy job. " She added looking at the elder.

"Easy, but at least you'll be able to play for a while. And then... We'll see if I can find something better for you. Deal? " He looked at the bored woman.

"All right, so be it. " She said, getting up from her chair. "I'll be back in the evening."She said, heading towards the door.

"Just be careful. " He called, which caught her attention. The man, seeing her expression, laughed softly and spread his hands. "I can't help worrying about my daughter."

Narin narrowed her eyes, said nothing but didn't hide her smile either.

"See you. " She grabbed the handle. "Papi. " She glanced at him before leaving the room, her last words bringing great joy to the older man.

Bernardo Torres is a fifty-year-old assassin who took young Narin into his care.

He's quite a tall and well built man. He has long, dark brown hair with a few gray streaks, which he always ties into a ponytail at the back of her head. He has a scar across his blind left eye.

He's one of the few people Miss Vazquez trusts completely. The man became close to her, as well as she to him. Bernardo treated her like his own daughter, he never had children himself. It was thanks to his help that a twenty-two-year-old woman was able to say goodbye to her old, gloomy life and it was he who took care of her.

Narin was born in a brothel. Her mother died in childbirth, so Vazquez was raised there. Until some time, she didn't know life outside said house. It wasn't until she was nineteen years old that the girl's life began to change. At the same time, two people very close to her extended a helping hand to her and showed that she was worth something too. One of these people died and the other is taking care of her to this day. The other person is Bernardo.