Alex nodded "yes, to what I know. Your old wing man is still alive, somewhere I'm not sure." He looked at her, he had his accent still. He looked at her, the gun still in his hands. "Sorry about knocking you out, just doing what I had todo. You know, following orders like you always wanted me to." He laughed and smiled, relaxing into the soft chair. "Anyways, me and you are on leave for the next while. So we better get comfy here, we got a radio and even one of those new TVs Carim got it somehow, I'm not sure how though." He said, Alex still wasn't sure what todo with Claire, he was just told to wait there and watch her. Some money would be dropped off every week for food and other things they would need.