Old Church, Tagansky District, Moscow

8:25 PM

MacDougall drove by the church 3 times, scoping it out from a distance. He noticed 3 of Mason's men patroling the perimeter and a green Hummer H2 in driveway. MacDougall parked a half a block away and exited putting on a bulletproof vest and attaching a suppressor to his 1911 and quietly made his way around the back into the church's rear entrance. One of Mason's men turned to the wall to urinate.

"This is too easy" MacDougall crept up behind the man grabbing him and putting him in a sleeper hold. "Pleasant dreams arsehole"

"Viktor? intr-" the second man saw MacDougall but was unable to alert the other guard patrolling as MacDougall shot him in the head.

MacDougall quickly took out the last guard with a sleeper hold before making his way inside. The building looked like it had been abandoned for decades as the pews were scattered and the walls filled with graffiti. With the main hall cleared MacDougall made his way down the stairs to the basement, he could hear voices behind the door. MacDougall readied his pistol as he kicked down the wooden door. 2 guards quickly reached for their guns but were too slow as MacDougall shot them quickly causing them to fall over on a table with cards breaking it. The room contained several slot machines, a blackjack table and a craps table along with bands of cash.

"Who's fuckin there" Mason called out running to see what the commotion was.

Mason was a short man about 5'6 with short brown hair and appeared to be in his late 40s.

"Who the fuck are you?!" Mason yelled trying to reach for a sawed off shotgun.

"You better not reach for that bloody gun or you'll be joining your friends there. You must be Sean" MacDougall said

"And what if I am? what's it to you?"

MacDougall motioned for Mason to take a seat as he walked towards him "I'll take these in case you get clever" he said picking up the shotgun and pistol his guards were reaching for.

"Name's Michael MacDougall, and I believe you're the head of this little gambling operation." MacDougall slammed his fist on the table "Your employer is holding a friend of mine hostage and I want to know where"

"I don't know what your talking about" Mason said nonchalantly.

"Wrong answer" MacDougall said grabbing Mason by his collar and shaking him.

"Let me go Scott" Mason said recognizing MacDougall's accent.

"When you answer my questions rebel" MacDougall shot back. MacDougall lifted Mason by his collar and threw him into a slot machine causing it to break. "I'm getting very impatient either tell me or I'm gonna break both of your wee legs"

Mason's rolled on the floor in pain clutching his left side.

"McCarthy will kill me if I tell you anything, who are you working for Scot?"

"That's none of your concern, now tell me or McCarthy won't get the opportunity"

MacDougall then grabbed Mason's arm and threatened to break it.

"He's.. holding the lady at his bar, in Khamovniki, the Donegal Pub just...just let me go"

"That wasn't so bad was it? the EOA appreciates your cooperation" MacDougall then hit Mason in the head with his pistol knocking him out.

MacDougall made his way over to the bar. MacDougall arrived this time arming himself with an MP5 deciding to rush in head on despite the risk. MacDougall tossed 2 flashbangs through the window before kicking the door open.

"Everybody on the bloody ground now!"

"It's him!" one of McCarthy's men yelled as he pulled out a Desert Eagle.

MacDougall dropped him with 3 shots to his stomach before gunning down 4 more goons in the room. MacDougall cleared the room then headed to back where he shot 2 more goons who came running from downstairs. As MacDougall reached the basement he could see Monique tied to a chair in the room across from him unconscious. Just as he entered the room a goon who was hiding behind the open door grabbed MacDougall's gun and both men struggled for control of the MP.

"Here, have it" MacDougall let his grip go and kicked the man back causing him to fall with the gun before drawing his 1911 and shooting the man 5 times.

"You lose" MacDougall said as he picked up his MP, the goon was still alive choking up blood. "Where is your boss?" MacDougall asked.

"He... he's left to meet with Mr.Seung.." the man said choking up blood.

"Much appreciated" MacDougall said shooting the man in the head and sparing him a slow and painful death.

MacDougall made his way over to Monique, she had a large gash on the side of her head.

"Monique, are you ok? talk to me lass"

Monique slowly began regaining consciousness.

"Wha..what happened" she weakly said.

"You were taken by McCarthy's goons.

"MacDougall?, it's you?!" she cried out but winced in pain due to her head.

"Of course, who else were you expecting" MacDougall replied with a smirk as he began cutting the ropes.

Monique tried to stand but couldn't as she almost fell over but was quickly picked up by MacDougall.

"It's alright lass, I've got you...once again" MacDougall then could detect the odor of whiskey in her breath. "You were drinking?"

"McCarthy made me drink, said it would numb the headache"

"Well's kinda right" MacDougall joked as he put Monique in the passenger seat of his car.

On the drive back to the safehouse Wallace called.

"Did you manage to get Monique?" he asked.

"Aye I did, but she's kinda out of it, McCarthy's lackeys kinda knocked her out but she's to be doing peachy now"

"Were you able to find McCarthy?"

"No, one of his lackeys told me he's supposed to meet with Seung"

"Makes sense, meanwhile Paul and me were busy around the city helping Martinov take out several of Kandinsky's illicit businesses, due to financial losses he sold his hockey teams, but we still don't know where he is"

"Don't sweat it, he doesn't have too many places left to hide, are the rooms set up? the lass is a bit tired and so am I" MacDougall asked yawning.

"Yep, there's 6 rooms upstairs"

"Splendid, see you soon" MacDougall said hanging up and flooring the Vanquish.

After arriving at the safehouse MacDougall laid Monique in one of the rooms before heading to bed himself.