I feel your breathing, Ben Emberley.
May I call you Ben?
Welcome to my show, Alejandro.
Cheers. Okay, now, I am thinking that is target's car.
There, little, white. See?
Yes. That is the car. Salley D'Amato ran the registration for us.
You are waiting on this rooftop quite some time.
Life is waiting, Alejandro, my friend.
And so is death, Ilya.
They are apart for the first time in three days; Eric Tseng went out eight minutes ago. It's our opportunity.
I think we can bring him out of the hotel room.
Kill him if necessary, but he is better alive.
My name is Edward Trinley Fell.
But I forget, Ben: you have never met me. You have no idea I exist.
It's all right. I don't mind.
Hey. Look who's here.
I thought you were the primary, Ilya.
I am the primary.
Fell is your secondary?
Hello, Ilya.
Alejandro. Why, it's been a long time.
I see they finally let you out of the Box.
Yes, they finally did.
There aren't so many who've come back from that.
No, there really aren't.
We weren't informed you were to join us.
Who do you have following Eric?
Following Tseng?
You weren't filled in either, I see. We are here to collect some leverage; we are not to touch him.
Sounds...vengeful. Eric got under Arvid's skin, didn't he.
Possibly. It's none of my concern.
You know, I worked for Eric for almost eight years.
It is everywhere known, and the reason you went in the Box, after he fled with the boy.
I was his lieutenant. We lived in the same room for weeks, once. Do you think I can read his mind?
Maybe you should be thinking that.
I'll see to the other entrance.
Good luck, Ilya.
Alejandro, good luck.
Edward...
I am glad they put you back in rotation.
Thank you.
Not long now, Ben.
Don't be afraid.