Johnny's death hit everyone, losing him was like losing a ray of light in the dark. back then in Scotland, you and the Ghost swore to each other that you would take revenge on Makarov with maximum cruelty, for every word, sigh, blow, for all the pain caused

When, after a couple of years of futile attempts, chases, terrorist attacks and blade walking, another attempt to capture Makarov was crowned with success, your hearts screamed triumphantly. here he is, Vladimir, he is in your hands, again and again spit venom and caustic phrases.

ignoring Price's order, you interrogated Makarov, physically knocking out all possible information from him until the man grinned and said "I've already killed one of you... Do you think I won't get to you? " as soon as Makarov uttered this phrase, the Ghost seemed to fly off the rails. he swung and hit the man tied to the chair with all his might and turned around at you. there was a fire of anger in his eyes, his hands trembled, clenching into fists, through his clenched jaw he said "Bring the pliers.."