He was sitting behind a column with a sniper rifle. It took them no time, but he was backing up Lupin, who was apparently trying to steal the Mona Lisa. Again. He lit another cigarette and picked up a twig that was under him and making his seat on the grass uncomfortable. “Ok, what the hell is taking him so damn long?” He poked the scope out from behind the column to try to get a better look at what was going on at the museum by using it. He peered into it and moved the gun around.