Shakespearian Assasin

Prologue
Jesse pulled up in the drive way and got out with the groceries, it was another tiring day at work, he was looking forward to his casual leave so as to have more time around his family, he had a son and was a expecting a daughter in some weeks and he knew he needed more than time to be a wonderful father. As Jesse walked towards the porch, he noticed the house had been broken into, he immediately drew out his pistol and radioed for backup and went into the house with every precaution he had learnt as a police officer, he prayed nothing bad had befallen his family and started cursing his luck for coming back later than normal, he was now approaching the living room, the television set was on but his son was not there neither was his wife but the parlor was in disarray the blood stains on the wall confirming the worst in his mind, his family was under attack. He took off his shoes so as not to make a sound as he climbed the stairs to check the bedroom, the rooms were clear, there was only one place they could be now the pent house, with every caution he approached the door knob and fastened his grip on the gun and wondering where his backup was. His mind went to and fro wondering who had planned to attack his family, it was his worst nightmare, he had enrolled his wife for karate classes but she would be helpless now as she was pregnant. God he hated himself for been stupid for letting his guard down, he leaned against the door to get a mental picture of what was awaiting him. He could pick five different voices, he made up his mind to surrender and save his family any bloodshed, he opened the door and showed his sign of cooperation, it was then he noticed he was up against assassins’ not armed robbers, and the he was knocked out. Jesse was still dizzy when he opened his eyes, “hey listen to me, you should have accepted the deal, but no, you want to be a good boy, the coup will still go on, and you won't be around to save the day, now watch me, tear your world apart”. Dad don’t worry you are my hero and before he could reply his son was shot, a loud cry was all Jesse and Martha could give. “Hey Jesse, greetings from the King”, Martha was shot twice, Jesse still trying to cut loose, felt really helpless, "why didn’t you just kill me for not collaborating why go after my family". “It’s a game and we have rules, if you don’t assist us you lose everything including your life" said his assiliant. It’s nothing personal. Goodbye Jess”.