Two days later, Luke and Phil set off again and entered Sokovia, Eastern Europe.
Standing in a room on the second floor of a bar, they immediately started moving when they saw four men in black suits get out of two cars.
Then, they reached… the washroom.
Luke said, "Why the washroom again? Can't it be somewhere else? I don't want the 'snake-catching operation' to turn into 'the case of the washroom raids'."
Phil wanted to scratch his head. "The targets were the ones who chose to do it there. There's no way to change that."
Luke sighed helplessly. "Let's go in. There are only two targets this time. We can't give them a chance to act."
As they spoke, they entered the washroom.
There were bright lights and clean facilities in the snow-white bathroom. Everything was fine except for the broken glass on the floor.
Pleased, Luke nodded. "It's clean. That's great."
