Roger tried to remember where the computer cafe was. It was almost on the other side of town, he would need an hour or more to arrive there, even if he rushed to the mall. That was not necessarily bad, though. If he got away from his house, office or any other place he often went to, it would be less possible for him to get caught.<br/><br/>He liked the idea of conversing online. However, it was a risk. After all, monitoring a person's online activity was even easier than in the physical world. Perhaps he could create a new email account, and use it to explain the nature of the situation. Nonetheless, The crucial and specific details should be discussed in-person. It was just too risky to do it over Email. That reminded him that he should get rid of any device they could track him with...<br/>Roger carefully listened to the bunch of diverse ideas coming from the other side of the phone and tried to answer all of them one by one.<br/><br/>"I think we can get in touch online in order to clarify what all this is about. Nevertheless, I'm afraid it would be better if we could speak face to face about the most relevant details."<br/><br/>A "discreet exchange" sounded good for him. The less attention they attract, the better. "We can keep talking over the phone, of course. I'm OK with that." He was going to buy a disposable phone later, anyway. "I got some documents which might be crucial, though. They are the proof of everything. Maybe I could leave them in a specific place, so you can pick it up later"<br/><br/>While he spoke, Roger was walking through the same aseptic and depressing corridor he walked by every day. This time, however, it was different. It was so late that not a single soul could be seen there. He was completely alone. Silence imposed its suffocating presence. He felt upset, uncomfortable, endangered. There was nothing to stop anyone from kidnapping him or even killing him right there. There were no possible witnesses, the security camera footage would be deleted, the police would turn a blind eye, and no one would worry about his death anymore. It would be portrayed as a "tragic accident". He began to make quantum leaps, almost running. I needed to get himself out as fast as he could.