There were no hitches this time.
Dean brought along his new follower, Happy, and drove to the 'Smith Detective Agency' office. It was located on a prime floor of a commercial building in Los Angeles. The storefront wasn't large, but its classical decor conveyed an air of substance, suggesting their services didn't come cheap.
In some ways, the facade served as a clear marker of status, effectively filtering out the broke.
"Boss Dean, should I go in with you?"
The usually shameless Happy was extremely nervous at the moment, hesitating behind Dean. His posture was stooped, his previously erect back now subconsciously curved, radiating a lack of confidence.
Not long ago, when his own business endeavors were failing, he had tried to come here to learn something useful. However, they hadn't even considered him for unpaid work, deeming him too half-competent.
Happy had only reaped humiliation; it was an experience hard to put into words.
"Be confident, buddy."
