Cyrus returned to his appartment and thought to himself, "I think it's time Mr. Bedlam made a return."
Cyrus walked out on the street in a suit and tie and walked to the closest bus stop, a brief case in on hand. The bus arrived a few minutes later and he stepped on, taking it to the down town center. As he got out and walked toward the apartment building, he reviewed his inventory and made sure to sound as american as possible.
"Laptop, guns, cash, phone, all in here,"
he thought. He walked into the apartment building and said to the desk clerk, "Hi, I just moved to England and I need an apartment. I see you have openings."
"We do indeed sir," the clerk replied. "Anything in particular?"
"Yes, a penthouse, preferably with a modern feel. I'd like it to match what my old one was."
"Of course sir, I believe we have just what you want. It's fully furbished already so you won't have to do much except buy your own supplies."
"Thank you," Cyrus said, paid, and took his key. "Mr. Bedlam is a go,"
he thought to himself.
He walked into his new apartment, set the case down, pulled out the laptop, and got to work. He started by contacting Scars via email to his phone saying, "I'm willing to meet up if you want," and sent his address.