"Because he was exactly 80 years old when we met." Samuel chuckled.
"A unique man defying the average life expectancy, huh?" Nancy muttered. "I'll find him. Even his grave is fine."
"And?" Samuel smiled forcefully, "What will you do then?"
"I'll find him, see him, and discuss this with him," Nancy said. "I don't know. He might be able to devise a plan or something. Seems like an observant guy."
"He is Russian. Most probably a retired veteran now." Samuel explained. "The ways of the US military differ from theirs. I have been to both. Hence, I know. I know more."
"And what? You want me to watch you leave and do nothing?" Nancy sternly asked.
"Certainly." Samuel nodded. "This is exactly what I want you to do. Watch me leave and do nothing."
"You're fucking unbelievable." Nancy furrowed her brows. "Try stopping me. I'll travel even the fucking hell to get you out."
