"They'll come, won't they?"
On the corner of 27th Avenue in Holy Oak, Opportunity City, Hall, Priskin, and Lucina stood at the entrance to an alley, watching the street.
Today was a rest day, and the streets were busier than usual, further amplified by the fact that this was a rich district, teeming with cars and people—it seemed a little too lively.
Hall was somewhat uncertain about the situation, Priskin, however, didn't care much and quietly waited leaning against the wall, Lucina didn't seem as confident as she was yesterday, although 10,000 union coins was no small sum, after all, the other party was just an ordinary janitor, who might get cold feet at the key moment.
"They will come, for them, it's a lot of money," Lucina said.
"Hope so, if they don't, we're out of options," Hall said helplessly.
At that moment, a gray-blue van appeared around the street corner, took a turn, and headed straight toward the alley entrance where Lucina and the others were.
