Vladimir was lying low within a local city, and staying undercover was the easiest part of his job. He was currently out for a walk in the cold air to clear his head, there was a nip in the air as winter was in full swing now.

He was lost in thought muttering things under his breath in Russian as he walked, his gloved hands tucked into his jacket's pockets his grey scarf loosely wrapped around his neck. The streets were mostly quiet due to darkness slowly setting in.