Amsterdam. The mission had gone horribly wrong.

You and Adler split up to find the target easier. You took a turn into a alleyway, little did you know a sniper had been waiting for you. There was a sudden sharp pain in your abdomen, before you collapsed and hid behind a car.

A pool of blood formed around you as you held the wound, wincing from the slightest movement, "Bell?! Bell talk to me. What the hell happened!?" Adler frantically spoke in the comms, through your earpiece.