Golden Rules

Prologue

Jonathan Pike does not have a normal job.

He is a bounty hunter, one of the best in Los Santos. He's known for getting his job done however his contractor wants it.

Assassination? Done. Drug deal gone wrong? Done. Torture? Done, with an added bonus, of course.

Jonathan has little to no standards at all. He will take any job from anyone at all if they don't set off his patented 'It's The Fuzz' alarm.

This may be why he owns an million dollar condo and has more than enough money to last him at least thirty or so more years if he continues to live his lavish lifestyle and drop the contracting. He won't, of course.

Why quit the thing you enjoy the most?

Obviously that makes him sound crazy. Murder, enjoyable? No, that's not what he means at all. He doesn't get off by spilling other people's blood, he just likes the thrill of being the last thing they fear. He likes being in control, of everything.

His condo is spotless. His cars are unscathed. His tools are in pristine condition.

But then, if control is his metaphorical kink, why does he take instructions from others?

Maybe because the bigger the target, the bigger contracter, and damn, he loves seeing the mighty fall at his hands.