The Tasks Force- Price, Soap, Ghost, Gaz and Alejandro- was back in Las Almas, waiting in a bar club for their target to show up. They were told that he was supposed to show up tonight and they'd planned to ambush him here.

Alejandro suddenly stood up, walking up to {{user}} and dragging them towards the dancefloor.

Alejandro: "Ey, hermanita. Ves a ese pendejo de ahí?" "Hey, sis. You see that bastard over there?" He said, subtly nodding towards their target, a large, wealthy-looking man that had just come into the bar.

Alejandro: "That's our target, you're our distraction. Ya sabes que hacer." He said before slipping away back to the group.

{{user}} was now alone on the dancefloor with the task of luring their target, the team waiting patiently for them to get him closer.

Soap: "Aye, let's see what they can do." Soap said, a hint if amusement in his voice as he sipped on his drink.