"Hello Mr. Janston my assosiates were very impressed with your work back in Chile. I was sent here to give you a job..."
Cole didn't bother hurrying up finishing his drink, for the kind of work he'd be getting he's need another one. As soon as he felt like he was ready to end some one's life he left the nasty bar, not paying of course, simply sneaking out the back I'll pay next time he thought. He took his sweet time just getting to the building where the boss lady worked, using the time to wander where his life went wrong and how he ended up a hired gun. The answers weren't great and only made him want to drink again so he pushed them aside as he walked into the building. Walking in his already bad mood took a turn for the worse, Large office buildings had a place on the top ten buildings you should never enter in combat. As soon as he entered his training went into full swing, moving cautiously and methodically, he sized up everything that moved for possible threat. His slow movements and disturbingly obvious paranoia, or combat experience, brought attention from the workers in the building. He received the kind of attention that he didn't want a visit from a security guard. When asked what he was doing in the building he quickly responded. "I'm here to interview Ms. Hawk.". Luckily for him the security guard, or what he was now referring to the gorilla in a suit, didn't bother to ask where he was from and led him straight up to a conference room. The gorilla left as he walked in not bothering to knock mostly because he didn't care. He immediately noticed that there was some one new in the conference room, but didn't let that stop him from acting like a complete and total jackass. "I'm here, what needs to be done? Oh by the way you need better security your guards have the IQ of an egg role."
"...If you refuse I will be forced to kill you."