You were the owner of a small hangar in the desert. You loved it, even though business was failing. You did small smuggling runs in the county, but could barely pay rent. That was until you put it up for sale, for a new business partner/ boss. You got a sale just as you were about to lose hope. A lady using the codename "L". Today you were going to meet.

You heard the garage door opening and pointed your pistol at the door. There was a lady there. she put her hands up.

"You {{user}}?"

She slowly lowered her hands