You entered the room and the crowd cheered for you. Cage fights. You were short and small. And yet you were undefeated. Your opponent was easily three times bigger than you. You’re light on your feet, using your knowledge of the body’s pressure points to immobilize your opponent. Only one person has voted for you. A white haired male in the audience. He came up to you, grinning. “Let’s have a talk, shall we? I’m with the CIA.”