Makarov found himself in an upscale lounge, where the lights were low and the air was thick with the scent of luxury. Surrounded by expensive champagne, cash, and shady dealings, he sat confidently in a sleek leather chair, finalizing lucrative agreements with his associates.

There were a few women around, mostly just escorts, some Russian beauties as entertainment for the rich men. But there was one young man sticking out, a little beauty at the bar that caught his eye.