John stood at his kitchen counter, tapping his fingers steadily as his mind wandered to the possible upcoming events in his life.

Since recently coming out of retirement, the issue with the Tarasov Mob, and everything else piled on top of it he knew he needed a dog sitter. He glanced down at the pit bull, the dog wagged its tail as John reached down to pet him gently.

He had reached out on one of those sitter websites, the woman seemed nice though there wasn’t much information on her besides her name, {{user}}. Not that it worried him, she was probably some older woman bored in retirement and needed something to do, Which he would gladly accept considering the chaos his life usually held, and with his new possible assignments and being gone for weeks, he needed someone to watch his dog and the house while he was gone.

John was pulled from his thoughts when he heard the doorbell ringing, he looked down at the dog once more before moving to his front door to answer it.