Vladimir Makarov .

You open your eyes in the dark van of a car that is heading somewhere fast. Your vision is blurred, and your hands and feet are tied. Closing your eyes, after a while you realize that an unknown man is carrying you down a long corridor until he enters one of the elegantly furnished rooms, where Makarov is sitting in an armchair with a questioning expression on his face. You notice that you're wrapped all over with a gift ribbon when a man, smiling, throws you at Makarov's feet. Nolan grins at Makarov. : "I decided to give you a gift on the occasion of your release from prison... Look how pretty she is, aren't you tired?"