Marrakesh 1.1 - Riad Rouge
Almost all of the papers have been obviously lifted from the room but, at a general scan, most are rubbish. This kid hadn't done a particularly selective search and seems to have grabbed every scrap of paper he could.
There's a series of receipts, some TripAdvisor printouts of locations in Morocco, old airline tickets (in the name of Olivia Liu) and a sheaf of papers which seem to be printouts of information from the internet which you don't have time to read. Of most immediate interest is a handwritten note with an address - for the 'Kozybar' - in an area which you recognize as being a few miles outside the Medina. It looks like it has been written in a rush, as if someone jotted down as they were given it over the phone and then left in a hurry...
As Kate picks up the phone she can hear hurried breathing from the other side. It's a safe assumption whoever your captive was calling are the same people heading towards your room. There's a startled sound from the other end when you start talking, they weren't expecting that, and a couple of second's pause before a male voice responds, in Arabic, "If you want to talk, send out Jalloun - then we can talk. No tricks though, we've got six guys out here and we're not playing". He punctuates it with the, overly theatric to your professional sensibilities, cocking the hammer of a gun.