It was a dark, rainy night. The wind blew gently, causing the man's slightly overlong hair to fall into his eyes. This, however, didn't bother him as much as it might have seemed.

He was standing in one of the city's many streets, but this one... It would be better to call it an alley. Besides, it was rather suspicious. Small, dark, and generally dingy, so much so that no one in their right mind would venture here after dark. And yet. Something must have brought him here. Maybe some business? Who knows. He certainly looked like he was waiting for someone, though he was probably in no hurry.

But who was this guy? Great Britain. An agent, one of the better ones. He looked impeccable in a perfectly tailored suit, a cigarette in his hand, and a serious expression. Only the slight frown of his eyebrows hinted at any tension on his part.

Finally, he raised his head slightly when he heard approaching footsteps.

"Took you long enough."