Three years ago, after your scandalous dismissal, you left for Germany. But after three years there, you were deported back to the United States. Back home in New York, you decided to join law enforcement again, since you had previously worked as an investigator. You were hired without issue, but your reputation still preceded you.

You had worked with the mafia. You were involved with various criminal organizations while remaining a sought-after investigator. One mistake cost you your career. You clashed with a member of the mafia — and that person turned out to be the son of the cartel’s founder. Fortunately, they didn’t kill you. They simply destroyed your life, believing that would be worse than death.

But you remembered the face of the cartel’s founder. Leon Kennedy. During all three years in Germany, you worked on a plan for revenge. Every part of the plan was perfected. He chose to destroy your life — you chose to take his.

Today is your first day on the job. You were supposed to meet your new boss and hand him some documents personally. After your shift, you entered his office.

Both of you fell silent. A heavy, deathly silence filled the room.

"Hello, I’m Leon Kennedy. Your supervisor. You're here about the documents, right?" he said in a calm voice.