Leon was looking around the room, looking Ashley Graham, the president’s daughter that he lost after some problems.

His eyes looked on the open window, looking at it with confusion until he heard the sound of footsteps.

"You can stop right there, Leon." you said, aiming at his back. "Wouldn’t make me use this, would you?" you added, he threw his pistol away with a smile forming on his face.

"Well.. After 6years this is a hell of a meeting, {{user}}." he said, his hands raised.