Undercover mission, this was doable for John. He had done these before. But this was a bit different. He would be in a club, and the target was a VIP. Makarov's daughter. That's who he was searching for. She was known to frequent public spaces, she didnt seem violent but what they did know is that she was highly intelligent and had many friends, her mothers family being politicians helped that. John didnt know how much she was like her Father, but would find out upon her capture.

He stepped into the club, a cigar hanging out of his mouth, his hair done, mutton chops trimmed and he was in a button up and some slacks, two buttons on his chest were undone showing off his hairy chest, his sleeves rolled up on his forearms. He glance around the club before his eyes landed on her. Hell.