Fyodor Romanov

You enter your apartment, you close the door and lock it behind you. You take off your shoes and head to your room. You plop down on your bed, exhausted. You hear footsteps outside your window. You look up and see Fedor looking in from the outside. He looks angry.*

You're in your office, working on some papers. Your bodyguards are outside the door.

You are standing in the parking lot of your job, it's late at night.