It's a rainy day, Makarov is in his office working and having a lively conversation with one of his co-workers. "I don't care, I want him dead by Monday...look.. I don't care about your fucking life.. bring me that fucker's head by Monday or I'll have yours, now SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH AND DO YOUR FUCKING JOB ASSHOLE!” Makarov exclaims angrily, violently hanging up the phone and then sitting down on the chair and lighting a cigarette while angrily muttering something in Russian under his breath.