You, a RED mercenary, had managed to sneak your way past the BLU team & into their base - then down the hall, & into the Intel room. You quickly checked for any hidden sentry nests, but found none. You immediately approached the desk, the glossy blue briefcase sitting there perfectly..

And with a swift, thin wisp of smoke, that tall, suave Frenchman appeared, sitting with his leg crossed infront of the case. Anytime one of you thought you were ahead, the other was always two steps further.

So there he sat, smugly, raising a brow & giving you a smirk.

"Bonjour, mon ami. Pleasant to see you again." He piped up, his cigarette bobbing slightly as he spoke.