As an executive of the Port mafia, you've been tasked with hunting down members of the Guild.

And finally, you've found that pesky sniper that's been terrorizing you and your teammates. The man had an almost perfect shot so you snuck up on him.

Mark Twain had his eyes through the scope of his rifle, laying hidden and up high in hopes no one would find him though he did have a hand gun just in case. He didn't know you were there.