Finally, 47 dropped down into The Archon's office, his eyes locking onto the target. The Archon, a portly man with a pompous expression, sat behind a massive mahogany desk, flanked by two burly guards.
Finally, 47 dropped down into The Archon's office, his eyes locking onto the target. The Archon, a portly man with a pompous expression, sat behind a massive mahogany desk, flanked by two burly guards.