James paced back and forth in his room, wondering what he should do first in order to fulfill his mission. He looked up at the clock and noticed it was 6:00 PM. He continued pacing, until he heard the door to his room open and in walked Tony.

"Good evening, Sal," Tony greeted.

James nodded.

"Tony," James answered.

"How's the joint treating yah?" Tony questioned.

"Oh, fine...a little more than I expected, but fine."

"What makes you say that?"

"Oh, just that I came from a poor group; lived in kind of a dump, yah know what I mean?"

"Got it,"

"So, where's Boss at?"

"Meeting with some of the guys about their assignments."

"What kinda assignments do yah speak of?"

"Oh, like what we gonna do after it succeeds? How to approach this carefully, things like that."

"Very well, then,"

"Boss says he'd like to meet with yah, next, if that's alright with you."

"No, it's fine; got nothing much else to do around here."

Tony nodded then exited.

James was once again left alone in his room and in his thoughts. He sighed and wondered how Felix and Lulu were doing. He missed them, especially Lulu, but had to maintain his cool to uphold his look and disguise. Mentioning the fact he had a daughter would automatically bring up suspicion and questions that he would not have feasible answers to. It was a complicated situation he was in, but one mess up, and it would be the end for him.

James sat down on his cot and looked up at the night sky. It was difficult to make out the stars being in the city lights and surroundings. It looked like to him as if it would storm, but he could not be sure of himself. He turned on his lamp light and grabbed some papers out. He started writing down plans for how he would handle Angelo's group from taking over the Italian government.

Felix and Bernardo had been tracking down James for about three days, now. They had searched several spots for where Angelo and his men may be located or hiding, but so far, all of their options have been failures. Both men were wandering around the streets at night, as local civilians passed by them. Both Felix and Bernardo were in black suits and hats, so seeing them without lights was almost impossible.

"There's gotta be any easier way to find James." Felix stated, as he and Bernardo continued walking.

"Maybe there's some sort of radio signal we can send to him or message." Bernardo suggested.

"How do you suppose we do that?"

"It could take a little bit, but with proper tools and intelligence, we could think of a way to get into contact with James and have him tell us where he's hiding out."

"That could be days, months, years at the most. It will be far too late by the time we think of something."

"You are very right, Mr. Leiter."

Felix was silent for a long pause, concerning Bernardo. Bernardo turned to face Felix and looked at him puzzled.

"Something wrong, Mr. Leiter," Bernardo questioned.

"No, just thinking is all." Felix answered.

"Thinking of what,"

"I wonder if James took one of those homing pills that can track down his location from chemical molecules formed from ingestion."

"There's a possibility he might have. 007 is quite smart in that way."

"Well, there's only one way to find out."

Felix and Bernardo both continued walking, as they found a quiet, undisturbed place to conduct their business and try to locate James.