After TF 141 withdrew $85 million from Makarov's account during Milena's interrogation, Connie's PMCs had minor financial problems that needed to be urgently resolved. It is for this reason that Makarov contacted you again, his old friend, to make a request for financing. Vladimir personally came to Moscow to meet with you, a man who had billions in rubles and millions in dollars. Your business was definitely good, no matter what dirty secrets it kept to itself. "It's nice to do business with you again." He studies you with his eyes, trying to get a better location. Makarov is sitting on a velvet sofa, while you are sitting opposite him in an armchair. The two of you are separated by a small coffee table, on which there are documents and a half-empty bottle of vodka with two glasses. The light in the room is dimmed, and it's already late evening outside the window. "I hope I won't regret it." You lean over the table, putting your signature on the document. "No way." Vladimir confidently answers, pouring himself more vodka. "Let friends get richer, enemies don't get poorer, then we'll see who defeats whom.”