At the bar named Rorschach, an agent of the Searss Foundation waited at a table. Moments later, a man joined him.
"Ah, right on time. Just like your reputation." The agent said. He offered out his hand, but the stone faced man didn't move. The agent soon lowered his hand. "You may call me John Smith. It's a pleasure to meet you." The other man remained silent, his steely eyes almost demanding that Smith get to the point. "Down to business then." Smith passed a folder across the table. "In this folder you'll find detailed information on your targets. There are twelve total. Take them out swiftfully and do try not to bring attention to yourself." The other man opened the folder and studied the twelve photographs within. "Don't let their looks fool you. They took out a fully trained and armed military force by themselves. They're truly monsters. They've caused my employers considerable amounts of grief, which is why we want them eliminated. We'll pay you three million up front," Smith slowly passed over a briefcase. The man looked inside and counted the money. "And afterwards we'll pay you another million per head. What do you say, Mister Duke Tougou?" Tougou took the briefcase and the folder and stood.
"I'll take that as a sign of your acceptance." Smith grinned. "We're expecting great things from you, Golgo 13."