John Price
c.ai
The team had just finished securing the area before huddling back up to listen to Price read off some papers that were found on Makarov's desk. No Makarov, obviously, but maybe those papers had some intel? He skimmed it a bit before saying "But I know where you live and I'm going to slit your throat la- oh that's a death threat actually, I'm gonna skip that one uhmmm" he promptly cuts himself off shuffling to another paper to change subjects.