Found in: Contracts For all you non-British people out there, the inhabitants of Contracts Beldingford Manor mission are completely right in their portrayal of an everyday Englishman. No, seriously, they all live in huge estates, speak with a disturbing sinister received pronunciation, have a butler, and cant escape their increasingly desperate desire to hunt man. Thats right hunt man! Winston Beldingford holds the position of orchestrator of this little known English pastime. Abducting athletic youths and releasing them into his grounds, he and his jolly band of aristocratic drinking buddies hunt them down, and then put them down, with a gun, to the face! He obviously never had the pleasure of seeing Rambo you just dont hunt man, Winston! Jeez! Thats like rule number one! Adding to his already warped ideas of hunting, he also likes to indulge in voyeuristic pleasures. A secret compartment can be found leading from his bedroom to a one-way mirror which, of course, looks into the bathroom of a young lady. Winston, you dirty dog! Wait, doesnt Agent 47 and therefore the player, technically hunt man? Uh oh. Memorable assassination: Smothering him with a feathery pillow as he sleeps. Sweet dreams, Winston.
