After escaping and infiltrating the server, Crypto had no other plan, it was time to wait. His friend was fronting the bill to keep him hidden in a hostel. It was a cramped place, with students coming in and out, looking for parties and cheap alcohol in the streets of Lisbon. And there was plenty of both. He wouldn’t leave, except every other day in the late evening to catch some air and try to think what to do next.