Panther waits outside for a few hours. Until the last member of legitimate staff leaves. He enters slowly, he reaches the kitchens enterance and pulls out his beretta. He scans the darkness, with his eyes, for movement nearby. None. He rushes to the far end. He spots the door to the next room a faint light helps irradiating from the small window in the room allows him to duck for cover just as a guard patrolling the kitchen looks his way. After 10 seconds Panther peers around the corner. He clumsily stands up straight banging his head apon a frying pan dangling froma rack.
Guard: What the hell was that?
The guard draws his AK and starts to investigate.
Guard: Not another tonight, last nights one was hard enough...
Panther draws his knife and conceals himself in the shadows. The guard turns and stares at the fallen frying pan. Panther creeps up right behind him and slits his throat without a second thought. He conceals the man's corpse in a nearby Fridge and he takes the Man's AK.
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