A Week’s Time Left
Only a week more and we are supposed to be back at the hotel working. I don't know how they handled the monster situation so fast, but if they truly did then I would be thoroughly impressed. In the meantime, I was waiting for Ophelia outside her apartment. Ray had called me moments ago saying he managed to convince her to at least listen to what I had in mind.
Although our intentions may differ, our end goal appears to be the same. That is to say, getting a foothold in the embassy to save our own skins for the moment. After that, however, I wanted to dismantle the establishment brick by brick, but for now, those ambitions have to wait.
After waiting nearly an hour, the duo finally arrived at Ophelia's room. She had an awful grimace on her face, while Ray seemed dreadfully tired. Him trying to convince her to even listen to me must've been a struggle.