Leon Kennedy, the organisations biggest enemy. Every plan that goes ahead he ends up in the middle of it and it goes haywire. Which is why you’ve been tasked with getting rid of him.

Walking across the wooden floor of the bar, you eye him from afar as he nursed on some scotch.

‘Lure him somewhere and kill him’ Boss had said.

The hairs on Leon’s neck stand up as he feels like he’s being watched, and he turned to look around— when his gaze lands on you. “You want something, pal?” He huffed.