"Let's talk about your situation first, then mine." After descending the stairs and getting into the car, Fleur proactively said, "Who do you need me to kill or protect?"
"Kill? Hell no, no one needs you to kill anyone. You've got a wife and kids now, so I won't involve you in such things from now on. I'm better at killing than you, okay?"
"You're not professional. You'll slip up," Fleur shook her head. "So, I should handle this kind of stuff. No one can trace it back to me."
"There's no one to kill. I've dealt with everything that needed handling. Now that you're back with your family, just enjoy your life!"
"But I don't have a job. I can't support my wife and kids," Fleur said with a grimace.
"Of course you have a job. Who said you didn't? Just rest for a few days, then in a bit you can help me by keeping an eye on someone."
"Oh, okay," Fleur nodded in agreement.
"Right, you mentioned you had something to discuss? What is it?" Yusuf asked.