"If this was my time, I would. Or I could abuse my fathers." Lex grumbled to himself as he got dressed. He found a wallet on the dresser and looked through. "Well, I think I found our cover." Pulling out a government ID, complete with leather holder, he showed it to Anatoly. "It seems I'm under Molokov's employ, as your handler if I had to guess." It was a start and made things both easier and more complicated.