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I'm a man who kills for money, to say the least. A mercenary to be exact. Not to be confused with an assassin of course, though I assume they'd seem quite similar. But thanks to the wonderful assistance of the Webster dictionary I am classified as " a person primarily concerned with making money at the expense of ethics". Oh and the name? Brendon, Urie. Orphan kid born and raised in the "luxurious" streets of downtown Manhattan, NY. I have no memory of my parents all I know is that they were Mercenaries as well. Apparently I was placed on the doorstep of my parents close friends from the business, Johnny and Ruby's home. And they've raised me ever since. They taught me everything I know about what I do! And not to brag but, I'm damn good at it. Best in the business to be honest and I'm only 25. But anyway, now that you've heard all the boring stuff. Let's talk about that pretty boy you saw at the top of the page on my file.

George Ryan Ross III, more commonly known as Ryan Ross. A multi-millionaire undermining, modern day genius. And I've been hired to kill him. After his parents passed he inherited their tremendous wealth as well as gaining many big connections all over the city. Along with that Ross has been working as a private detective for the police the last few years. And damn is he good, but don't worry, I enjoy a challenge.

And as we know Ross is technically an innocent man, but being a detective doesn't exactly make the big bad people happy. So as ordered by one of those big bad people i'm here to get him out of the picture. Besides his sweet little innocence is almost as boring as it is non of my business.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 29, 2017 ⏰

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