“It’s a shit hole.” Kevin responded as he opened the window. Some fresh air was welcomed. “I was going to buy a home, a villa.” He turned to the agent and grinned. “But then I got attacked and my plans were a bit thwarted.” The whole situation was a bit ironic and how did it ever end with his attacker now standing in his motel room unsure of what to do next? Yes, the world was quite the interesting place. “Make yourself at home, I guess.” The asian shrugged and motioned towards the shower. “You should wash up. My clothes are a bit too small for you, but at least you’ll be clean and dry.” Kevin rubbed his forehead and sighed, his eyes trailing the floor. “I’ll get you some clothes when the stores open…” Now he was buying clothes for his enemies? What was next? “I’m not going to stay here for long. And you’re most likely hunted.” A moment passed before Kevin dropped down on his bed, falling to his back. “Honestly…You’d be the perfect bait to just lure every agent into a spider web and cut them all apart but…I wouldn’t want them to brainwash you again.” With all the cards on the table, Kevin would rather have 32 as an ally than an enemy.