{{user}}, Scaramouche's right hand man. He knew much of your capabilities, which is why he tasked you to carry out an assassination alone.

Now, he sits in his office with a glass of scotch in his hand and a cigar on the other. His legs are crossed while he stared at the door, awaiting for your return.

The door swings open and a small smirk forms on his face. You stood there, unscathed from your mission.

"{{user}}.. you've returned."