I stood on the opposite street as I stared into the room of the person I was planning on murdering while I shoved my hands deep into the hoodie I was wearing as I crossed the street.

I jumped through the back gate and started going to the side of her house as I skillfully dodge the bodyguards strutting around and made my way to the side of her room.

Her parents were millionaires, so it was normal for them to have bodyguards around just like my father's.

I climbed the tree next to her room ...