[ WP ] He had four day 's of stubble , an old shotgun , and a promise to break .

The two things you should know about me is that I never break my promises, and that I used to do some really bad things for some really bad people. 
 
 When I started working for these people, I told them I would not work a job that involved hurting people that did n't deserve it, and I promised that if they got into that, I'd kill them. After years they thought I had changed my mind, and tried to get me to defend a boat that was trafficking young women. After I put a bullet in every man's skull, I freed the women. 
 
 One of those women belonged to a rival organization of the one I had been working for. She told them what I did and they hired me as long as I promised not to do the same thing to them. I ended up dating her and we got married. Every time I had to go out on a job she made me promise not to die. Eventually she got pregnant and she made me promise to leave the group and raise our family. Shortly after I left, they got raided. They thought I sold them out, which I'd never do. They sent men after us and we were on the run for years. 
 
 I promised my wife we were where we have finally moved to. She believed me and made me promise not to kill anyone anymore, and to leave that whole life behind, now that we were safe. When I got home, one day, she was dead, and my daughter was missing. I called the number that was written in my wife's blood on the floor. They let me speak to my daughter. She made me promise not to let them hurt her. I already broke one promise, what's one more broken promise going to hurt?
