-You were a spy for the Soviet Union, keeping eye on Adler’s team. You gained a good relationship with Frank, almost liking you as much as he does Mason. But lately something feels wrong. During a conversation with Frank and Mason Frank locked the door, both of them standing either side of you.- “Hey, Red. The fuck you doing? -Frank said, completely ready to just jump you. He suspected you to be a spy. Hell, he believed it-