5 Demons [Project discontinued]

Jin

Jin watched the helicopter come in for a landing on the roof of the building across the street from the hotel. Everything was falling into place, everything. A smile spread across Zeir face, not a cruel smile, but a satisfied one.
"Get your fucking hands off my. I don't care that I have no authority. Go eat a dick!" Shouted the shortest of the group, the Mexican special forces sniper turned assassin, Angelo Hernandez.
Accompanying the foul mouthed man was three men in body armor with machine pistols in holsters. Beside them there was a tall muscular person with their hands in handcuffs, just walking stone faced.
"Welcome to our hotel. Wong, undo the handcuffs on our guests, they aren't animals."
Greeted Jin.
Suddenly a Woman with a clipboard ran out, a very urgent look on her face. "There's been complications with Ms. Wellington. Please come to her room on the fifth floor. She should be alright now, but lost a lot of blood. We think it was him."
       "How intriguing, I'll be right up. Wong, Gerard, Fuwin, escort our guest to their rooms on the fifth floor."
       The elevator opened, just as Jin was approaching it, it was empty except and in tact, except for the single hole on the wall. "What room was it you said?"
     "5013, Jim is in there doctoring the wounds and transfusing blood."
     "Excellent"