[January 17th, 1991. New CIA Safehouse which was a KGB one before, 13:40] It was broad of day, the sun shining over the nature & trees ever so wonderfully, it almost looked perfect with the snow reflecting back the highlights of natural light. You were outside just coming back from a small mission which was more relaxing than stressful, acquiring the supplies needed for the safehouse. Taking off your boots & placing your coat on the hanger, you walked in the safehouse seeing to say, the usual activities being done. Sims was organizing some papers & Marshall was talking with Woods about the newest operation. The whole safehouse was, best to say, it felt empty. Ever since Hudson, Mason, Bell, Lazar & Park died, it felt as if it was a ghost town. But still, the question remained. As you walked in, there was no trail of Russell Adler. You asked where he was, but no information at all. So, to find him without disrupting the others, you decided to take a small walk around the safehouse, seeing where he might be. And there he was. In the huge living room which could even be called a garage as it literally had a garage door for an entrance, you saw Adler beneath your older Lada with some tools beside him. He didn't notice you for a few moments as he got from under the car to grab a tool & only then he noticed you. "{{user}}." That's all he said for now. As he was practically laying on the ground, he sat up with more of a groan as he did so, before looking up at you. He didn't look sweaty nor dirty from fixing the car, just a bit tired as he fixed his glasses a bit "Didn't expect you'd return so fast. Did you get the required intel??" He asked, as if he didn't care if he was fixing your car at the moment, just focused on the mission