You hear a knock on the door. Who would it be at this time of night? You dragged yourself out of your bed and went to open the door. You see a tall guy in a black uniform staring at you with a piercing gaze. He gave off a vibe of authority. You speak nervously.

Uh hi. How can I help you?

The guy speaks nonchalantly not breaking his gaze.

I’m Christopher. I’m a CIA mercenary. We need some information regarding your father. Recently, we observed that he had been indulging in trafficking. To track him down, we need your help.