The driver saw the five hundred yuan and chuckled, "Alright! Wherever you say to go, we'll go."
The trip would likely cost only 40 in fuel, so he was happy to make a clear profit of 460.
I gazed through the window at the billowing smoke from The Emerald Group building, my eyes slightly narrowed.
"Dad, in three days, I want everyone in Brooksdale to know that The Apex Group is back!"
Northwood Road, in one of the buildings.
Jennifer Mitchell noticed that those people's cars had stopped. She didn't dare to drive further in, parking in a hidden spot instead. She got out and cautiously followed.
"I was wondering why I couldn't find this group's headquarters; turns out it was here."
Jennifer Mitchell leaped nimbly, bypassing the guards at the entrance, and slipped inside.
To ordinary people, her skills were top-notch, coupled with rich counter-surveillance experience. It was easy for her to evade the entrance's security checks.
