‘Hell no… he was a true Muslim. He hated the extremists, he always went on these rants about how they pervert the religion.’ ‘So you want me ...o find him or what?’ Chris asked. ‘In short yes, but once you’ve found him we want you to take out anyone responsible for these attacks.’ ‘Taken out?’ asked Chris. ‘Dead. Quietly though we don’t need martyrs.’ Franks said. ‘Who would I work with.’ Chris asked. ‘Your choice. Anybody doesn’t have to be with an Agency, just someone you trust.’ Franks slid. Oops, that really shifted attention to us, and we were suddenly on stage. Each of us described what we had done to fight the fire, and had reached the point of answering the same questions as every reporter wanted some face-time. Protector came up with the way to save us from death by boredom. He announced that we had to leave because we had to check on another possible emergency. That was not exactly true, but it did give us a good excuse to leave. We made good TV when we flew straight up to. I am Nurse Ai Koyanagi. Please fill out these forms," the young nurse asked, handing him a clipboard. "Please have a seat, Mr. Kataoka." She bowed slightly while gesturing at the chairs in the empty waiting room.Kenji nervously sat down and filled out the medical insurance paperwork. He glanced at the pretty nurse to check her out -- she was probably nineteen-years-old and her massive breasts he guessed were F-cup, covered tightly by her light pink uniform -- but she caught him staring. She. At the back of her mind she really could not figure out why she did it, but she put the car in park and took the keys out of the ignition, placing them on the seat next to her. She suddenly felt drowsy and without thinking about her surroundings, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. She felt herself being moved a short time later, causing her to rouse from her sleep. It slowly dawned on her that she was no longer in her car, but she was on what felt like a stretcher. She could feel it moving.