Martin walked into Kilo Point, he knew the way by now and took the long route. Avoiding squads of SOLDIERs that had not yet gone to the Headquarters or the medical bay.
After searching for a while on the spot of his last sighting he saw his target trough a window.
He seemed to be talking to the man with the big gun.
Martin could wait. He positioned himself on the other side of the street. Leaning against a wall, arms crossed.
He could wait.