Natalie got to the hotel and head straight to the given room provided by Vortex.

She knocked on the door lightly, and when she heard the man's permission, she step in.

Vortex was sitting on the bed with a cigar dangling at one side of his lips. Noticing the cuts on his face, Natalie frowned.

"What happened to you?" She asked.

"Gangster shits-" He stood and step towards her.

"I almost got killed, but it's nothing since you're here" He said puffing out smoke from his lips and nostrils. He raised his hurt hand to Natalie.

"Let this over with" She said pulling down her jacket.

"Easy cupcake. I just...