It was a stormy night in new york, roughly about 10pm....all planes were grounded for safety and the only outcome was to wait it out until they were operational again.

Troxar was also known as Luciano Cipriani to his assiociates and business contacts and only ever used his handle to friends, on this night he was set to conclude a very important business deal in italy, this was very unfornuate for making the meeting on time as the other contacts werent the sort of people to keep waiting.

Later that night Luciano was sitting down reading his paper, then there was silence...you could hear a pin drop, every one had left...something was going down.

Luciano peeked around and saw some suited men walking up to him, they were armed and concealed with briefcases the storm had suddenly stopped and there was an announcement over the tannoy "Ladies and Gentlemen, we aplogise for the delay...we are going to resume flights as soon as the weather is better, please be patient it shouldnt be long now"

Luciano knew he had to confront these men if he was to get on his plane, knowing this was a dubious turn of events he slipped his hand in his jacket and quietly locked up his gun checking it was ready, and started to walk past these guys..

As he was walking he felt a hand grab his shoulder, he looked around aiming his piece at the stranger...to his surprise it was his bodyguard, "couldnt let you go here alone luca, I brought some stuff with me..." Luca replies "nice timing I fear shit is going to hit the fan soon, hope your ready to use your piece"...a few seconds later the bodyguard also known as (insert name here) said "No need I know a way round, last thing we need is to attract this much heat, boss wont be too pleased either so close to home...plus dont you have somewhere to be?"...luca smile and replies "your not wrong there...ok you lead ill watch the rear and for fuck sake hide that case."