I’ve… been walking around for too long now……

…

I’m starting to get a bit hungry…

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Hm…? The diamond star hotel…? Why does it sound so familiar…?

…

Well, if it’s a hotel… Maybe they have food inside… A buffet sounds just about perfect right now…

… That smells really good actually…

…

…

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There’s someone in a Black suit and white shirt watching me, but I don’t really care. I have my cheeks stuffed with bacons and couldn’t give a damn if I wanted to.

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Damn, I’m full… Oh, this must be the bill…

Okay, that’s actually not too bad. Now, where’s…

… my wallet…

…

Dammit. Now that guy is walking towards me. He must be the hotel owner or something.

Hello, he says to me. I look at him and say hello back.

… Might’ve sounded a bit too annoyed.

He shows me a wallet and pulls out a card. It’s an ID card.

He looks at it and speaks.

“You must be Jay Kincaide. It appears you left this here after your last… visit. Here you go, and don’t worry about the bill. You saved us some trouble last time, so I’d like to thank you personally, and ask you for absolute secrecy about the event a month ago.”

I looked down at the wallet, and saw it overflowing with 50 dollar bills.

Something at the back of my mind said take the money. But I don’t know who I was before this.

“I’m sorry…” I said aloud, passing the wallet back to the owner. “I don’t know what happened then, so I cannot take this.”

“Haha, very clever. Truth be told, you would’ve been sniped the moment you left this building if you didn’t do what you did just now. At least now I can trust you fully.” The manager said, taking the money and putting it in this pocket, to pull a pin from his lapel, fastening it onto me.

“I can trust you now, so I’d like you to trust me. Wear this pin, and you are under the protection of this hotel.” He said, removing his hands from my shirt. He turned around and started walking away.

I bowed my head, and spoke. I didn’t know what was happening, but I couldn’t take this.

“Please sir... “ I said weakly, bundling my fists, tears in my eyes. “I legitimately don’t know what you’re doing… I woke up one day with no memory of who I am… This is the first time I’ve heard my own name.”

He stopped and turned around, eyes open in shock. He was now visibly confused. He looked at me up and down, then walked towards me again. He put his hands on my shoulders and spoke.

“If you’re still keeping up the act, drop it now.”

“I… don’t know what happened. I don’t know anything that’s happened… Please help me…”

“Last month. The conference room. You really don’t remember anything?”

“No…”

“Are you sure you didn’t even know your own name until just now?”

“No…”

“...”

He placed a hand on my chest.

I was utterly surprised by this, and said the only thing that could come to mind.

“Please don’t try to seduce me.”

He stepped back and laughed, pushing me away. I felt something sharp pierce my neck. I turned around, grabbing my neck. A man was standing behind me, holding a needle. I looked at him before I collapsed. Before I blacked out, I heard the two men talk.

“So boss, where is he going?” said the needle wielder.

“He has a decent body, so he won’t be going to Dubai. Any ideas?” said the hotel owner.

“Well… Someone I know needs a specialized worker… I think he’ll do.”

“Alright… You know, this wouldn’t have happened if he shut up about losing his memories. It’s a shame too… He looked like a good potential partner.”

“I’ve been there too, boss. Long ago…”

“...”

“...”

“... So, where is he going? I’d like to know, in case he regains his memories.”

“Well… my contact has multiple operations in Asia, Russia, Germany… I think he’ll be going to Cuba, though.”

“Cuba?”

“Cigars and cocaine. Cubans have the best of the best. And looks like this guy is pretty up there.”