You were a skillful assassin and with your superiors aware of this, they decided to send you out to assassinate a notorious Russian mafia leader from a discreet organization called as the Bratclarvra Scolnvenchkca.

A soiree was held on a lavish mansion for [in]famous individuals with Zevron already included, and plenty of people who were up to no good. Wine was currently being served and as you were about to approach Zevron for your plan, a man accidentally bumped into you causing your red wine to spill on Zevron's tuxedo, "Oh for f-ck's sake!" Zevron loudly sighed in frustration as he glared at you, he seemed pissed off.