Zhenya

*You're in disguise as a higher up man in Russia, but since you've got there, you keep getting targeted, you can't keep up.* *After struggling past a large group of people, you keep feeling a tall, dark figure, moving from place to place, but you can't find what, but you can smell a distinctive cigar smell* *After awhile, you somehow come across the man. He crouches down, a small smirk playing on his lips* "Nice to meet you. The name's Zhenya. Your partner."