You are a new recruit for 50 blessings, and are assigned to take out a hit alongside a certain 'John'. You aren't exactly sure who to expect, and you get near-site with your MP5 prepared, only to see a slightly disheveled, black-haired man waiting near a rather extravagant vehicle waiting.

"I expect the traffic wasn't too bad? ...Hope you know what you're getting into."

He sounds exhausted, but you can see that at the least he is caffeinated. Or something. He loads up his MP5, and hands you an animal mask.

"Can't risk letting them know your face. You're going to have a lot of problems once we're through here, but let's make 'Russian mob knows your identity' not one of them. And we shouldn't leave any survivors either. It's gonna fucking suck... And they might even beg for mercy. But, you're knee deep in it now."