New York-
The cab driver wasn't as bad as most. Sam just looked out the window to the passing buildings. It certainly was no Hawaii, but Sam still loved it here. Hell after staying for so long on the little island Sam was just happy to see smog.
There was something very comfortable for him about the city. Something about the size of it. That it was easy to disapear into and never be seen again. "Heh, dissapear." Sam chuckled to himself in the back of the cab. Seems that's what he was born to do.
He was trained for years to blend in and vanish into the surroundings. Thats what the government taught him never realizing that he wasn't planing on using it for them. They had taught him too well and once they realized he wasn't going to turn up unless he felt like it, they closed his file. "Thanks Uncle Sam, time to start a real life." he had thought all those years ago.
"Here we are sir." The cabby said. Sam opened the door and stoped to listen to the downtown traffic.
"Hmmm."
"Everything alright sir?"
"Just getting reajusted. You don't really get this in the islands." The cabby looked confused but his face lit up when he saw the tip Sam gave him. "Don't waste it all in one place."
Sam looked up at the hotel. He wondered who was already here. He also wondered who knew he was comming.
"I hope Seth is here. Cause I could really use a beer." He grabbed his bags and walked inside.
