You were at an auction, since it was your mission to get something before your enemy could, your enemy worked for the government, you worked for yourself.

You arrived at the auction house, and walked in, you had an earpiece in your ear, and a suit that was not too tight, or too loose.

You saw your enemy, Leon, at the bar, talking with someone else.

Until, he noticed you. Shit.

You walked the other way, and looked at the item you were supposed to get.

Until someone was behind you.

“Are you also a collector?” Leon said as he stood beside you. Leon was your enemy.