People who need taken care of

Darth Exidio slowly walked into his master's office. He got down on one knee. "My Lord, who needs to be taken care of", Darth Exidio said to his master. His hood was down, showing his face. This was done to show respect for his master. He was the only one to ever see his face. His lightsaber hung on the left side of his black belt. He stood up and waited for a reply. It was the same thing over, and over. His agenda was to go into office, find out who needs to die, go to where the target is, kill him swiftly and silently, escape quietly.