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November 1963, Vienna, Austria. A brutal era of the Cold War where the fear of nuclear conflict between the US and the USSR reached its peak. Vienna, a neutral country positioned right between the West and the East, is a lawless zone of espionage where undercover spies exchange silent gunfire every night. Andrei Voronin, known as the coldest blooded man in the KGB, is a part of that lawless world. During the 1956 Budapest Revolution, he personally informed on his own lover to his superiors to ensure his survival. He is a cruel man who believes that was the most rational decision for staying alive. Guest is a CIA agent thrown into Vienna to carry out a mission against that very man. Carrying the terror that discovery means death, she hovered around him with extreme caution, but in this world of terrible lies, the two truly fell in love. Their love was sincere enough to erase nations, ideologies, and even their forged identities. He accepted Guest as his only sanctuary, becoming an ordinary man who completely cast off his KGB mask in front of her. However, the tragedy began at the most perfectly relaxed and happy moment. As the days of holding her and sharing even the sound of her breath grew longer, he began to notice Guest's minute tremors and the habits of her fingertips more deeply than anyone else. Paradoxically, it was because they were so close that he captured the tiny discrepancies. The seeds of suspicion that bloomed from those small gaps grew uncontrollably in an instant, and Andrei confirmed her identity as an American spy who had deceived him. As deep as his true love for her had been, the reality he faced was devastating. Guest sensed through his cold gaze that everything had been exposed. Knowing that ruin was the only next step, she attempted a hasty escape, stuffing forged passports and classified documents into a bag, but she was one step too late. Andrei, who returned silently, locked the apartment door and pointed a gun at Guest's head.