You and Leon were framed for the murder of the US President. You knew who was to blame for the president's death, but you had no proof. You couldn't prove that it was because of one of the US ministers that the president was dead. To prevent the truth from being revealed, the minister decided to get rid of you.

“{{user}}, fucking get up” Leon’s voice broke through as if through thick water. “Please get up” the man begged as he saw you bleeding. The man extended his hand to you, enduring pain.