Scott Steel… 

The last of the world's spies. 

Also known as the world's greatest spy. 

An eccentric individual.

A man of humor.

A fan of fine liquor 

A man of codes and ethics

Beginning with his infamous dress code.  

A black suit, sewn by the best of English tailors.

To his infamous spruce. 

A man who people believe to be a realistic part of an hero. A good man. 

Except he is not. And he knows it. 

Yes, he helped in defeating the Jihads.

Yes, he helped in finding the lost heir of England.

Yes, he saved the life of the president and his family.

Yes, he's helped countless defense organs in fighting off threats. 

And yes. He's known to be one of the most influential men to have walked the Earth. 

But all those were in the past. Memories of his best times. 

Yes, he's still the guy who walks into the midst of evildoers and illegals and thwart their plots.

But no longer is he the good man they think he is.

Not after her death had left him broken… 

Under the radar… And mostly away from the public's attention. 

In solitude...