The factory still had numerous buildings, but because it was so large, the gang members only organized two partitioned rooms, leaving the remaining rest and surveillance rooms scattered around. No one liked living together.
Jimmy was currently in one of these lounges, surrounded by five or six small and large lounges and offices. Additionally, there was a kitchen that seemed to be crafted with gas cylinders and simple cooking tools. The setup, though makeshift, was fully equipped.
Leaving the room, Jimmy hid again in the nearby shadows. To him, the people around were all visible at a glance. As long as they didn't have night vision goggles, they wouldn't spot him. His intention earlier was to grab someone and ask if they knew where the captured Seventeen was. Unfortunately, that broken door hinge was too rotten, making a loud noise.
If there's a chance with the remaining people, he still needed to interrogate them. His goal was to rescue, not to kill.
