Of course, Hayes never expected that if they were attacked later, the scarred man would step in to help of his own accord.
The reason he chose to stay here was simply to keep sounding these two men out. In LMA now, every household kept its doors tightly shut—no one went out the front or the back. Even if they wanted to grab someone to question, it was practically impossible.
After settling his subordinates, Hayes came back downstairs with Albert. The old hotel was fairly large: the ground floor was a hall much like a tavern, with several tables set out, while the second floor and above were used as living quarters.
They sat down at a table near the front desk. Hayes immediately said, "We rest for the night. Tomorrow morning, we'll go check the military government. If that doesn't work, we leave at once."
He could feel it—an undercurrent of danger here, something that could seep into the bone marrow at any moment.
