Jimmy was brought to a lakeside by Tom; it was an artificial lake in a nearby park. Jimmy seldom came here, mainly because he didn't have the time.
Tom looked at the lake water; it appeared dark due to the night, its surface slightly rippled as if something had dropped into the lake, causing ripples to spread.
After a while, Tom said, "Jimmy, I don't know about your past experiences, even though I've made some inquiries, but I really didn't know you were so capable."
Jimmy opened his mouth to speak, but Tom shook his finger, "You don't need to say anything, just listen to me."
"Your past has nothing to do with me, and I can't reveal too much about your current identity, but I did have my own reasons for wanting you to inherit this identity.
Your ID belongs to a predecessor's descendant who also sacrificed himself in a previous operation. For certain reasons, I couldn't let news of his death get out, so I needed someone to take over—one person, you understand?