West Berlin, 28th November 1988

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West Berlin, 28th November 1988:

The black business car pulled up outside the office building. A man got out of the car dressed in a black trench coat over a suit and wearing a beanie on their head. The man walked into the building and up three flights of stairs and into an office. The man walked over to his desk and turned on the desk lamp, he looked up and into a wall mirror to see a figure sat in a chair, shrouded by the darkness.

"Rachel doesn't mind you earning a little on the side, so long as it's not informing our enemies." a slightly refined British accent said from the shadows.

"Whatever is going on here...you've got the wrong man L/N. Besides, if Rachel was so sure I was bent she'd have sent one of our organizations double o's. Benefit of being in charge round here is that I can't recall giving anyone double o status. Your file shows no kills, double o requires 2."

"It's a new file. Old one got rubbed out long ago."

"Shame we hardly know each other." the man with the beanie said as he drew an M1911 from the drawer in his desk. L/N however sat there in the chair with ice cool nerves as he produced a handful of bullets.

"I know where you keep your gun, that counts for something."

"My contact, how did he die?" the beanie man said.

"Not well." L/N responded.

"Put you through it? Made you feel it, did he? You needn't worry, the second is always-"

The man was cut off by a suppressed gunshot from a SOCOM pistol, it's laser sight pointing at it's target.

The man was cut off by a suppressed gunshot from a SOCOM pistol, it's laser sight pointing at it's target

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"Yes, quite." L/N said as he stood up and went to leave the room. When he opened the door the beanie man was still alive and crawled up to his feet with a spare gun in his hand from the bookshelf behind him, as he raised the gun L/N turned on the heel of his feet and shot him in the head.

 When he opened the door the beanie man was still alive and crawled up to his feet with a spare gun in his hand from the bookshelf behind him, as he raised the gun L/N turned on the heel of his feet and shot him in the head

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