#sharksinthemarimar

@sharksinthemiramar

1959. Miami, Florida. 

The New Year had come and gone in a flash and it was now April 2nd. The year had treated people well so far... most people anyway. For Samantha Innocenzo, this year was going very, very well. You earn quite the reputation when your father was a famous hitman back in the day. You earn an even bigger one when you follow in his steps and are now one of the best hitwomen in the states. Jobs came pouring in left and right, all over! Sam gladly accepted each and every single one, never having one complaint about the pay. Not to mention, Sam was loaded thanks to her family. She was able to live in her own big, cozy house right outside of Miami with a great view of the beach right from in her swimming pool. Yes, life was good. Very, very good. 

A usual morning would consist of breakfast at 8:30 am and then workout and practice at 9:15 am. That sunny morning, practice was cancelled by two unexpected visitors. Ben Diamond and Isaac Evans. Diamond, one of Sam’s least favorite people, was Miami’s famous mob boss. Isaac Evans was the owner of the very famous Miramar Playa Hotel. They were an odd couple. Sam still couldn’t understand why Mr. Evans would agree to be part of anything with Diamond but that wasn’t really any of her business. 

Sam waited for the two men outside by her pool, using the interruption to get some water and catch her breath. She played with her knife as she did so. She watched the two come down the stairs and shook her head at Diamond. 

“You’re interrupting practice, Diamond,” she said with a slight tone in her voice, “You know I don’t like that.” After staring Ben down, she glanced over at Ike, smiling. “Good Morning, Mr. Evans.”