It Wasn't Worth It After All

"It was half way out of my victim’s pocket, when a leather hand grasped my arm."

That hell hole orphanage,I escaped it.Me, Marc Jacobs will go to London.
I need to survive still, got no money on me. Pickpocketing will work.
Here I go easy and steady, I'll get that posh looking man.

“You see, I don’t have any money and I am just so desperate that I will do
anything for money.” I say.

The posh man suddenly gets a gleam in his eye and declares. “I will give you money
but you will have to do something for me. Just one little job.” he
exclaimed. “I need you to kill some one for me.”"

What will happen next??