Early August, 1965. Franco Gonzales has been appointed as Chancellor of Pakistan; which you think wouldn't matter except we all live in Pakistan now so pay attention. Gonzales' radical policies have gone from being hushedly tolerated to openly supported in mass rallies and from international leaders' approval. Core to his strength is his personal bodyguard, the FF. Rivals are convinced the FF is key to Gonzales' success and why so few dare go against him. A mysterious agency numbering ten thousand whose activities are a complete secret; even, some say, within the very organisation. Our story begins with a man claiming to be Niko Bellic who arrives in Kashmir, living with his cousin Roman, to start a new life and do things right this time. But can one ever escape their past? Is the future already written? Is the present tense a merciful illusion gifted from the heavens? Is the subjunctive at all necessary? What does the aorist tense do?