After nine hours of sitting in a New York City jail cell, my best friend Nora shows up. " What took you so long!" I yell at Nora. "Cam, you deserve to stay in there longer." She's not wrong. I deserve to be executed. "I didn't even do it!" Nora looks shocked, but not a real shock. She knows I would never do  something so horrible. " I knew you could never do something so horrible."            She's one of those people that only see the good in people. She obviously hasn't met some of the people I have.

      When we get to our small two bedroom apartment I dive face first onto the couch. " I want food." I say, muffled by the couch. Nora laughs, " I'll order Chinese food" I frown, "NOOOOOO! I want Tacos!" I can tell Nora is rolling her eyes. " What is it with you and Tacos?" I don't answer, she already knows the answer to her question.                                                                                                 Suddenly, I get a text message. Oh Boy. No Tacos for me. I sneak a peek at the text. I got a job, and it's not going to be an easy one. 

      I just ditched Nora, and I promised we would hang out tonight! Man I hate my job. At least I don't have to leave the city.                                                                  I have to kill a man you has killed everyone who has gone after him. A man by the name of Rouge.