Little foot prints trek through the snow as a man ran through the darken and empty streets of Helsinki. It had been snowing for much of the day but it had become lighter as time progressed so he took his chance to meet someone special. The cold weather didn’t bother him much as he only wore a simple brown waistcoat and black leather gloves. He was very cautious about being seen as he wore a matching cloak over his jacket with the hood up to cover much of his head. Though he had no proof it, he wouldn’t be surprised if he was being watched. The bosses always seemed to had eyes at the back of their heads and since the assassination,