Well... isn't this interesting. The pug Nazi Deadshot has been hired to take out has invited him to his house. This might turn out to be the easiest two mil he's ever made.

The flunkies are funky, though... the heat sensor in his eye scope isn't picking up much of anything.

Of course, there's no way they can do it NOW, though. Too many unknowns at the moment. Wait, suss out the sitch, make the move when the time is right.

Until then, play the part of the good bad guy.

"Huh. You got a name besides 'Major,' pal?"