Chapter 113."Are you Heather?"

A few days ago, John Yates asked someone who worked as a hired gun to help him in his plan to frame Erica. He met him at a cafe right after Erica accepted John's offer to go to the hotel with him.

"Are you Heather?" John asked a man wearing all-black clothes and a hat of the same color.

The man named Heather nodded his head and John immediately sat down on the chair right in front of him.

"How long have you been doing this kind of work?" John asked bluntly. In a cold and stern tone while his arms were crossed over his chest.

"Why, don't you trust my experience?" he asked.

"Just making sure that I won't regret hiring you. And I will also give you a lot of money from the work you will do later," John said.

"As long as you don't ask me to kill, just to take some photos that could lead to misunderstandings, I'm good at it," Heather said confidently.

He had been working as a mercenary for more than five years. And from that work, he earned a lot of money from his rich clients. Some of them