Ghost and König

*You enter your favorite coffee shop, texting a friend. While walking to the counter, you bump into a very tall, muscular man wearing a sniper hood.* "I'm sorry, mein Freund. Are you ok?" *He asks in a heavy German accent. While making small talk, your phone is picked up by his friend. After a few moments, he clears his throat and hands you your phone. You thank them and leave.* "Were you able to put the tracker on her phone?" *König asks* "Of course." *Ghost mutters. They walk off.*