#ian's journal

[thismistakeimade]

Journal Entry # 3

I made it. I didn't have to move locations. However, the other hit man did track me back to my place. I took care of it.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Oh, God.

-Ian

[thismistakeimade]

Journal Entry #2

It did not go over well with my client,or I guess I should say ex-client. Whenever she found out that I screwed up...well... let's just say I'm not the only hit man she hired. I got the shit beat out of me. Eventually, I did make it out. But only because I ran. 

I'm bruised up pretty badly, but I should be better in a while. I just feel like crap for not sticking around to fight. But I couldn't handle it so, as my aunt would say, if she was still around, I high-tailed it 'like a little bitch'.

I think I need to move locations, though, my ex-client might have had the other hit man track me. 

I'll update later.

-Ian

[thismistakeimade]

Journal Entry # 1

Today I almost got killed. I wasn't paying attention and I payed the price. My aunt would be ashamed. I was watching my target, getting ready to pull the trigger when this motherfucking bird comes out of no where and flies in my face. It startled me and before I could stop myself, I pulled the trigger, missed, and alerted my target and his men to my position. They fired at me from where I was sitting in the window, and if I hadn't dropped my fucking gun while I was trying to dodge the bullets, I would have been shot in the head. 

I'm so fucking stupid sometimes I astound myself. I'm not cut out for this job, and yet it's really hard to leave it.

Tonight I have to confront the woman who hired me to kill the target. I can only hope she won't have me killed. 

-Ian