Kennedy narrowed his gaze as he stepped through the doors of a bar given to him for an assignment. He was suppose to find someone here, an old S.T.A.R.S member that had intel on Umbrella and their next plan.

“You dont make it easy tracking you down, do you?” He said plainly, approaching the ex-agent. His expression unreadable as he adjusted his coat and sat down on the right of you.

He was curious on why you reached out, and more or less why he’d be working with someone he didn’t know.