The room is as sterile as they can make it. He doesn't like not having a clean-up team behind him, but this will have to do.

The silver SUV is sitting where he left it. He climbs into the passenger seat and buckles his seat belt. For a change, he doesn't have to sit in the footwell.

"Time to go." He'd already disengaged the automatic GPS on the vehicle. It would make their little trip a little harder, since no one believed in paper maps anymore, but worth the trouble.

He leans back, letting Natalia drive. He looks out the window, knowing they're not being followed, but thinking he missed something.