One moment, I was on the street, writing my thoughts out on tissues that bounced along the ground, as the wind guided them. The next, my world was turned upside down in the form of a job offer, for a rich young lady. I was given the option to become her butler, with full training given, and a room in her mansion to call my own. It got a roof over my head and three meals a day. What I didn't expect was the day that she put a gun into my hand. And suddenly, I was her bodyguard, disguised as a humble butler. But, hey, it worked out for me at least.