Agent Down. Help

Not sure how long I’ll have this connection to the internet, crappy as it is. My bandwidth is too low for VOIP calls, and my email client doesn’t work. Frankly, I’m surprised this is… Anyway, I found Markus Valentine and trailed him to an office building in central Chicago, next to the Renaissance Hotel. I didn’t get a chance to get the address before I followed him in, stupid me, I know. Now I’m stuck in storage locker with no phone, no gun, and a headache so blinding I can’t seem to use my abilities, or even translate out of here. I don’t know what happened. One second, I was following Valentine down the hall, next second, I wake up in this locked, deserted office. Lucky I found this old 486, a CRT, and a modem in the closet. Which is how I’m able to leave this message. If you’re reading this, help me! I doubt they’re going to leave me in here too long. But if they do, I don’t have food or water. Agent Harlowe...