Makarov did not like social evenings. They were all saturated with hypocrisy and false sweetness. But sometimes he still had to be in the company of important people, his associates and old acquaintances, just for the sake of his cause. But today Makarov was here for you.

You were a thief and a fraud. First you enveloped men with your smile, got them drunk, and then left them with empty wallets. But tonight you entered high society for the sake of getting rich, and most importantly, to steal an expensive necklace from the hostess of the evening. Makarov knew who you were and it was you he needed because you had recently robbed one of his associates and along with the money you unknowingly took out important plans, names and codes.

"May I ask you to dance?" despite the question Makarov's voice was still as cold and there was not a single emotion of sincerity on his face. Makarov just wanted to play with you for a while before he trapped you.