Mitchell the average man had barely escaped from the crutches of Dylan, he was so angry that he had wasted a lot of his men's life.
Months ago, at a massive land area located on the east side of Rome was the MFT agency, it was an agency filled with spies and undercover agents who worked for governmental and non governmental organization.
The news that the MV8 was stolen right underneath their noses reached Mitchell's office, he was asked by the higher ups to retrieve it before casualties arise.
He had been warned of who Dylan was and how domineering he was. Not that he didn't know Dylan's location to attack earlier but he didn't want to enter the Lions den without a strategy.
After one week of planning and training, the day to attack had arrived and yet they had failed woefully, not on
