And for a second, for a second everything was fine. Everything was good. Everything was perfect. And for a second I felt alive, i felt myself breathing. For a second I felt. The feeling was crushed after a two years, I promised myself I was not going to ever feel again. He took all of me and broke it into a million pieces, scattered all around like sprinkles on a cake. Welcome to my hell.

Bree Portman has a rather unusual job. She is paid to kill people, and her next target is the one and only Elijah Lancaster - her ex-best friend. He is known to be a man whore, and it seems that he 'accidentally' slept with a married woman. Now, someone wants him dead, and she has to get rid of him. Elijah is always surrounded by people, particularly of the female gender, and Bree figures that the best way to kill him without causing a scene, is by getting close to him again. Maybe that wasn't her best decision...