The Escape

I’ve always hated my birthday. Mainly because that was the day my insane father did his “survival” test. He had this idea that I was going to succeed him in his “business”. Basically he was training me to be some kind of super assassin from the time I could walk. Anything from hand to hand combat to guns and archery, I had to master it. He worked for the largest drug lord in the US and wanted me to take over for him when he decided to retire. Unfortunately, besides being inane, he was incredibly paranoid. Everyone was out to get him and his heir, me. To keep me “safe”, he sent my mother and me to live with my grandmother in France. That was the best thing he could have ever done for me, I would always be grateful for that even as I had the gun currently pointed at his head.

Emilia Bellerose had finally escaped her tyrannical father and went into hiding with the help of her uncle. Now safely hidden in the bustling city of New Orleans, she tries her best to start over and keep under radar of her father's employer out for revenge on her father's killer. what she didn't expect was that very man to walk into her job.
With Nikolas Martel's best hit man dead, someone had to pay and he was going to find out who killed his best man and the man's family. What pissed him off more than anything, no one seemed to know who did it.