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Wrapping the towel around her body, Hotaru walked back into the bedroom, and pulled a kimono from her pack. Swapping it for the towel, she fastened the belt and walked to the window. She watched as the snow continued to blanket the roofs of the buildings around the hostel.
Night was coming quickly, and she needed to make initial contact with Abujamal. Drying her hair quickly with the towel, she dressed, layering for the cold temperatures outside. She fished a parka from the pack, and donned it, feeling the fur of the hood tickle her cheeks. Next came fur-lined gloves, and a pair of mirrored sunglasses. While it seemed silly to wear sunglasses at night, this particular pair had some upgrades that would allow Hotaru to monitor Abujamal's vitals and attach a tracker dot.
As she exited her room, she found a note had been slipped under her door while she had been showering. She bent, picking up the paper and flipping it over to read the message:
Hope you like the accommodations. It is available for your use beyond the two days we agreed upon at no additional charge to you or The College. Consider it a favor from one who was on the inside.
Igor 0217669
"Well I'll be darned," Hotaru muttered to herself. She tucked the note into a pocket on the inside of her parka, and headed out to find Doctor Husain Abujamal.
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