"I'm afraid I won't be able to answer most of them, but go ahead." The man continued to eat.

"You will be guarding a meeting. I can't explain your expectations for reasons you'll find out later, should you accept. As for your last question." The man took another bite, before continuing. "You will be paid in nature before hand, and paid monetarily after the job is done. The details will become clear if you accept."

The amount of secrecy was immense here. But the expression and tone of the man had a way of comforting Aiolos, even if he wouldn't naturally feel very comfortable.

The man nodded, and took out from his inner pocket a burner flip-phone. Putting it down on the table. "Follow the instructions in the phone. Enjoy your food for now." The old man got up, giving Aiolos a last nod. "A pleasure, Aiolos Daeceran." Before Aiolos could so much as react, the old man walked past Aiolos' shoulder. If he were to look over to the old man, he'd find nothing but thin air in the room. As if he'd never been there.

After a few minutes of leaving Aiolos to his devices and a plate of Berlinerwurst that had come from nowhere, when the phone buzzed. A text message had popped up.

Received at 14:47
Harstenhuge weg 36. West of the building, under the green dumpster.

It was easier to find the location than Aiolos had previously thought, as the location was relatively close by. A bleak apartment complex, seemingly from the soviet era, with a set of containers on it's side.

One of these containers was green.

There was a black suitcase with numerical lock. His phone buzzed again.

Received at 15:22
495

That was all that it said.

The suitcase opened, revealing it's contents. A black kevlar vest, a makarov pistol, two makarov magazines, and a silencer. More curiously, there was a different phone. This one, an actual smartphone. Just as he had a moment to look at this all, the smartphone lit up. A message had popped up, displaying another text.

"Throw away the burner phone. Take this phone and close the suitcase. Follow the saved directions in this phone to your target area. You will be meeting two men there. One is a german speaking VIP who is to be protected at all cost. The second is an english speaking operative with the same duty as you. You are to guard the VIP during a meeting with a contact. We suspect the meeting to go sour. If it does, make sure that no one but the VIP and your fellow guard survive."

Shortly after, a notification popped up. A map app, with a route to the specified location. It seemed to be an export hangar, with the time of the route indicating Aiolos would arrive at exactly 20:00.