Adler had sent you and Woods onto an assignment deep in a isolated Soviet base where the two of you found not only a training grounds based on Anytown USA, But an operation called Greenlight. Run, and Greenlit by Hudson, one of Adler's men. He knew the Missiles were stolen and did nothing about it.

On his way to confront him, No doubt Woods and the others were already there, hopefully..Making sure Woods didn't already knock a few teeth out of Hudson, You were riding with Adler, you in the passenger, he in the driver's seat, despite the sun being long fallen his tinted sunglasses remained firm on his scarred face which was set in a deep scowl. The radio was playing aswell, loud enough to block out any conversation that wasn't considered yelling.

Stroke Me, Stroke Me..It's as easy as 123. Come and Stroke Me..I'll touch you if you touch me.

One hand held a cigarette, flicking the cherries in an ashtray that sat in the cup holder, the other firmly sat on the steering wheel, his arms so tense you could see the veins protrude, it was a miracle he hadn't crushed his cigarette yet, though it was the only thing keeping him same.

I'm rocking' Electric..Ta-Talk to me sexy..Hey little lady don't you say maybe- You and I could leave right now..

You had grown used to Adler's distant and cold attitude, though usually you atleast had the opportunity to be across a desk from him rather than right next to him, it was almost uncomfortable, Sure you were upset, and wanted answers too. But Adler was never usually this quiet..

Come and Stroke Me..