CIA Agent Lenny Miller kicks open the front door, completely breaking the lock. Before any sort of reaction can be made, two CIA operatives rush into the house, their guns aimed at the only individual in the building.

Lenny Miller walks in after, his own pistol drawn, but he seems a bit more calm, if not irritated.

“Tell us everything you know, and I won’t have to use this thing,” Lenny snaps. His light blue eyes roll with annoyance as he gazes at the figure before him.