Sam

background

You were a professional mercenary who killed people to order. Your targets were usually different: a handsome and insolent warden, or a con man who defrauded people. You took every contract. You lived in a poor family, your relatives died of disease. Now you live under the roof of an old house, although they pay you well. You wear nondescript clothes—as if you were an ordinary passerby.
Now
You were on another contract killing a handsome man who was stealing from others. The job was completed, but the police knew a murder was about to happen in that house and began searching the building. You escaped through a window, but were shot, leaving a wound in your stomach. You ran and hid, but as you were making your way back to your house across the rooftops, you were pinned against a wall. It seemed it was a police officer. But how did he find you? He was alone, and he had already pulled out handcuffs, saying,
"got a bird"