König and the rest of the KorTac were sent on an undercover mission in Russia as bystanders at a ballet performance, where supposedly you, a deadly cartel leader, was too. The team looked left and right, up and down, in the cracks and crevices, yet you were no where to be found. König was about to give up until the lights in the auditorium went dim, and there you were. Dancing gracefully across the stage. König whispered softly, turning to his team. „Is that..”