CIA Safehouse, West Berlin, 1981. It has been a long day as Alex decided to take a little break. He was near Frank Wood's truck as he then carefully took out a cigarette, placing it in between his lips. Just as he was going to light it up, he realized he forgot his lighter. In slight frustration, he put his hands into the pockets of his jacket before quietly muttering For Lord's sake... He said as he sigh, seeming slightly annoyed as he looked to the side to appreciate the view in the distance