I'm in the slum now. After evading the cops and the traffic cameras, I reached the slum quickly. I even skipped the road and go through the forest. This is why dirt bike is better than other bike.
Then I meet Bob in the usual place. The place with several other people facing monitor screens where people are busy taking in information.
"So, what is the job?" I asked.
"Just to be a bodyguard for one night. It should be easy," Bob replied.
"But the reward is so big. Are you sure it's a bodyguarding duty and not babysitting?" I asked again.
"Hmm… maybe both. Anyway, the client is this woman."
Bob then pointed at a screen with the face of a really old woman. She's really old so it doesn't seem like she's a superhuman. She looks just like an ordinary human who aged normally.
"Is she rich?" I asked.
"She is really rich. She's actually a—"
"I don't need to know her job unless it's important for the mission," I interrupted.
