Hilio had rented a tiny apartment in Elyssium once he was expelled from the military academy. He belonged to a good family and could return to the dissolute life that the elites could afford, but his own family wisely recommended that he keep a low profile until the storm passed and the press forgot about him.
With his trips and outings with Furlien, he hadn't had time to spend in the depressing apartment, but for some reason the bastard had given them permission to take care of their things as soon as they arrived in Elyssium. He would call them again.
Communicating with the army by phone or message was an unnecessary risk that the reactionaries were investigating him. They were sure to be. He would have to wait for his contact to appear. He went and ordered, as planned, a specific meal for two at a fast food restaurant near his house.