"Oh, evening Mr. Yamato. Trust you're good."
"Of course I am. This is my country. I should be asking you that. Comfortable?"
"Yes, very much. Thank you."
"Alright. It's my duty to make sure you're comfortable, as my guest. Please make yourself at home. We'd be meeting up tomorrow, so I could take you to the village where the shelter home will be built."
"Sure, no problem."
"Have a nice evening, Mr. Luke."
Mr. Yamato Kenkai arrived at the hotel premises by 10am the next morning, in a BMW M2. He lit a cigarette and rolled down the windshield of the backseat, as he waited for Luke.
He kept glancing at his wristwatch, wondering what was taking him so long. They'd agreed to leave for the village as early as 10, or 11.
Yamato had explained to him that the village was mi
