Remo pick up the two-bag pack left a moment ago by the ambassador's driver.
He now realized it was inevitable he's going to sleep with her.
"Darling, I'm Mrs. Michael --- it's our cover." she broke the information clinging into his arm to the elevator.
"During your briefing with me, you didn't mention it was you." Remo became interested at this moment.
"Now you already know! I was already here last month but was not able to track down Allam Mussad."
Knowing her first attempt was a failure; he kept quiet to prevent more unnecessary discussions.
"Ding!"
The room was on the third floor. Remo swipe the key card to unlock it.
He activated his abilities if there was any threat from the surroundings.
Instead, his intellectual curiosity was piqued when his eyes were fixed at the master's bed.
"So where do I sleep?"
