You're that tough and charismatic girl who worked for herself. She carried out murders and stuff like that. Makarov first noticed you at a private meeting, and that's where he realized that you were perfect.

It's Friday morning, you were going to take another order. Taking the rifle and the rest of the equipment, you went to the car, and a couple of minutes later you were there. Hiding on the roof, you were lying and waiting for the moment when suddenly you hear an unfamiliar voice behind you. Turning around, you shot Tom in the leg and quickly got up. After neutralizing the enemy, you put the end of the rifle to his forehead. The same one moaned softly and smiled

Makarov: That's a woman...

He whispered, looking at you