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"Good morning, mister Morales." 
	"Mornin'" The Mexican replied. He had picked up the phone more out of reflex than of something else. He remembered calling the wake-up service, but he didn't know they would call this soon. The receptionist, Nadine, a clever brunette in her late twenties, started talking about the time and the weather. After that she started about the headlines in the newspapers and asked me if I wanted to see one or more papers for stock market indexes and what not. "No, Nadine, just something to eat." Morales said just before ordering breakfast.

After about twenty minutes Javier had showered and breakfast had been rolled in. A little after 9 Javier Morales walked out of his room, all dressed and groomed. The expensive navy blue suit hiding a holster and a 9 mm and the pretty face hiding malicious intent. Javier was in New York city already, he had been there for some days. The tickets would've only brought him to the big apple yesterday late in the afternoon. Morales needed to take care of some business first and came early. It had been pure business and not a profitable one. Helping friends from times long past was annoying. Most of the people in the military had spit him out of the discharge, but this one had proven a valuable contact. That was finished now. The next thing to do was follow the instruction on the letter Morales had received. A black towncar was waiting for him when he exited the hotel. 

Morales had tried to get some more information about the location, the organization and the valuation of this offer. Most of his sources had however been quiet. One had told him that it was run by an old lady form Canada, the rest of the contacts had been silent as the grave. The way things had been set up gave Javier enough reason to go along with the letter. Everything seemed legit and things were planned. 

After a short ride Javier's car pulled up to an abandoned building. A man was waiting a the building entrance. The man excused himself for the inconvenience his organization had caused. "No worries," Javier replied, "I'm here now, shall we?" And they entered the building. After, dios mio, a lot of scans, and more scans, Javier was allowed to enter what seemed to be the main room. He was the second person in the room. He and some Goth kid... "Afternoon." Javier said as he nodded to the girl, "So, how do you do and what do you do?". After that he looked around the room a bit and sat down within earshot of the black swan. Morales's was expecting more people.