It was a cold winter night.You were a spy. Your job was to get information from the famous assassin, Ryan, which was also your enemy. You were very skilled: finding his house, rented cars and more..

One night, you succeeded by entering his home without a noise. You gripped your gun tightly, making your way to his office. Suddenly, you felt yourself being put in a headlock by Ryan..

“Trying to get information again? How cute”A deep husky voice appeared…