Rosie Metzenbaum had worked in Arlington for almost 15 years when her health care benefits were cut. Her son, Jake, had been diagnosed with Crohn's disease the year before, and at first she didn't know what she was going to do. Then she remembered the filing cabinet built into the base of her boss' liquor cabinet. No-one else knew about it as far as she knew, and the only reason she did was because she had gotten bored while her boss was away on a golf vacation and decided to give the place a thorough cleaning. She hadn't told him she had found the cabinet, but now she went in and read it's contents thoroughly.

5 top operatives were outed before the brass figured things out and decided to make a call to Snuffy's crew. Snuffy's crew consisted of a dozen or so men and women carefully selected from the special forces branches of the U.S. military. Once a member had been trained and indoctrinated, all records of him or her were destroyed. In effect, he or she no longer existed.

The crew was named for their leader, Snuffy, whose job it was to put two .22 caliber slugs in the back of your melon at point blank range. He would then check to ensure you were dead and spit a big gob of Copenhagen in your dead face. While he was doing this, his crew would rearrange your surroundings to make it appear that you had crossed the wrong people.Usually they would plant a few traces of drugs and toss down a few off-shore bank account receipts. The Feds loved this excuse.

This time, however, Snuffy and his crew decided that Rosie was in the right. The brass had just signed their own death warrants.