Past, Present, and Future

Opening the door of the hotel room, Blake could see Archer trying to catch his breath. "The document?" he asked, holding out his hand.

"Here it is, sir." Archer looked straight at Blake and couldn't stop blinking his eyes. He still remembered the phone call this morning; Blake mentioned that he would be late to arrive here for their company business trip. But, what happened when he arrived here as early as three in the evening?

"Thanks…" Blake said, looking at the document briefly. "Oh, and help me ask for room service, for dinner…" he looked at Archer without much thought and continued, "for two people." Giving Archer a light nod, he closed the door, leaving him feeling baffled.

"Dinner? For two?" Archer's head was slightly tilted as his curiosity grew. He looked at the closed door again. Two hours ago, Blake called him, asking for him to get all the information he could on Zelda. From how to help her to what they can do to release her from prison.