Kelly had only been in town for three weeks, and already she was working for a man that she didn't want to be associated with. The man's name was Giovanni Gennaro -- a criminal. But the gangster had offered Kelly decent money, and only a fool would turn it down -- especially considering that she was desperate for cash.

The Police had been on her back since she arrived. A detective named Greenwood had been pestering her for answers about her newly-formed relationship with Giovanni, but none were going the detective's way. Kelly managed to remain quiet for now, but how much longer could she hold her tongue? They'd find something, they'd dig a little too deep for her liking and come up with something they could drag her back to the station for. A speck of evidence, a piece of paper with both their names or a nice little photograph of Kelly and Giovanni discussing a ball game. Anything. Kelly had to watch out.

Right now, she sat in a car outside of the Gennaro household. Her first job was a simple task which made Kelly wonder why one of the man's own bodyguards couldn't do it instead. So she was taxiing the daughter because she wanted to go somewhere, and Kelly was being paid to drive her there. What was she complaining about? It was an easy job, and nothing could honestly go wrong. The vehicle itself was a nice, black car that belonged to Giovanni and had probably been paid for by blood money or dirty notes.

What had she got herself in to?

It was early in the morning when Isabelle woke up. She put on her jogging gear and went out for a quick jog. She shook her head at the sight of two men jogging right behind her. "Dad" she thought. When returning home, she took a quick shower before putting on a simple dress, dragging her bag in which she stuffed her ballet clothes and pointe's. Before going out she paid her father's office a short visit.

"Dad can I please go alone this time? It's been a while, plus I assure you noting can happen." But her father had other plans, he had already assigned a woman to drive her to the Theatre where she had rehearsal.

Isabelle slammed the door and ran outside yelling "Pazo" to her father.

At the sight of the black car she rolled her eyes, making her way to it. She got into the car and slammed the door

"Drive" she told the woman, while fixing her make-up.

Kelly had been warned about Isabelle, and she was already making a great first impression. Slamming the door and almost demanding that she drove -- she turned around and looked at the younger woman who had just got in to the car. 'Drive? Drive where, exactly?' She asked, raising an eyebrow northwards. She hadn't been told by anyone where she was supposed to be driving to, her strict orders were to do whatever Isabelle said and make sure she was always standing next to her. Apparently, the Gennaro family had a few enemies and they would be more than happy to target the daughter of the crime boss. Well, that's how Kelly would do it anyway. Go after the one he loved more than anything in the world.

She didn't know what was inside her bag, so wouldn't have put two-and-two together and assumed she was going to the ballet theatre. The engine was already started, and Kelly had another look at who she would be protecting for the next while. She looked like a handful alright. How fun.