Carson Adams got his big break as an attorney when he defended an assassin for hire, Charlie Wu. Carson knew the man he was to defend was guilty, so rather than try to get him off, Carson decided to go for a hung jury. After winning that case his career got an upward push, a big one. Soon he was taking on a ton of other unwinnable high profile defense cases and working even more hours. He never lost a case, and quickly became a legend for his ability to charm the jurors and succeed in getting hung jury verdicts. He was bringing in money, but needed a break and to spend time with his wife who was slipping away. Unfortunately, the criminal clients he worked for could be very persuasive. He was already facing burn-out when Charlie Wu got arrested again. Carson knew he shouldn't take the case, he was too exhausted already, but he felt an odd sense of responsibility. Unable to sway the jury he lost his first case ever. He blamed himself, and when his wife left him and took the house too, he lost his will to live. He found a street corner where he sat in the same suit he'd worn during his last trial with a sign that read, No pot to piss in, no window to throw it out. Need help. One day, a long black limousine pulled up and a man invited him into the car with a job proposition. It was Charlie Wu's old boss, Angelo, looking for a new assassin to replace Charlie. Carson accepted and traded in his homelessness for the life of an assassin. Everything seemed to be falling back into place in his life when he met a young woman at one of Angelo's parties and fell in love. Carson told Angelo he wanted to settle down and get out of the assassination business. Angelo agreed and wished him well, but Carson soon learned that because he knew too much he was his replacement's first target, and found himself having to prevent his own assassination.