" All passengers from Haiti are requested to collect their luggage from the Luggage Belt." The announcer booms from above as I deboard my plane.
I quickly take my ammunitions bag from the Luggage Belt and exit the airport. A line of people holding people's names on boards hoard the arrival gate. According to the file given to me by Rachel, Emilia is currently staying at La Hotel Paris....
I manage to rent a car from a local car rental around the airport and head towards the hotel Emilia is staying at...
30 minutes Later...
" I am looking for an Emilia Fisher, she told me she was staying here?" I ask the receptionist. The receptionist replies," Before anything, may I know your kind name sir?" I say," B-- Jason Miller"
Phew! Almost lost it there! The receptionist asks, "Ok, Would you like to inform Mrs Emilia first?"
I reply," Yes, please."
The receptionist busts out his phone and gives a quick call.
"Ok, you can go, her room is 1007 on Floor No 10."
I say my thanks and take the elevator to Floor No. 10.
I ring the bell of the room and knock the door of the room...
Suddenly I hear a click and a buzz and the room door slowly opens into pitch black darkness. I enter the room--
A series of footsteps is heard and a pointed knife is now at my neck....
"Who are you?!" The attacker asks slowly closing the gap between his/her knife and my neck.
I carefully reply," Are you Ms Emilia Fisher?"
The attacker responds, in a familiar, feminine voice," How-?"
She is Emilia! I speak," Ok, my name is Agent Bruster McChafeur from the CIAH and I require your assistance in a case that will change the history of our country--"
Before I could finish, I hear a swift whoosh and my world goes black...