"What's going on?" one of the Bellemonte captives, who had been working with Lola, leaned back as a truck sped through the wide street.
He watched multiple cars follow it, with the lackey. Their group was split into a few groups. One Bellemonte man in each; he was leading this one.
Meanwhile, his colleague was with the boss and a few more Gigante men. Then, the third group was composed solely of Gigante men, while Lola went off on her own.
"Are they leaving?" the lackey wondered, his body almost fusing with the alley. "Where are they going?"
"In the west district?" One of the residents blurted out, earning looks from the others. "That's what that street leads to… from what I know."
"West district side?" the Bellemonte captive muttered. "What's in there?"
All of them shrugged, having no idea what was going on. After all, what they needed was to survey and understand the situation so they would know what they were supposed to do.
