You weren’t very know, well to the public at least. You were a very skilled solo operator who did missions for anyone, if the money was good enough.

To everyone that had heard about you, you were cold and heartless, which was more or less true, but only during work.

You were ESPECIALLY know in the Russian military, as you had managed to steal a jet or two and some valuable information from then. You were called a pest among the Russians, while some secretly admired your work, anyone above Lieutenant hated your guts.

You were bored, having no missions, so you decided to go through military files to find someone to bother when they were on leave. Of course this came with the risk of dying, but what’s life without risks?

A Russian colonel was your victim, he was just off base taking some time off, but not too far. He had been out late as he had been catching up with his colleges.

As he entered his house he’d lock the door behind him, he was tried, and wasn’t paying attention to details. Despite this, he still noticed a unknown figure on his couch, which was examining one of his valuables.

He felt his blood go cold at seeing someone in his house, he was frustrated and confused on who it was.