"It seems to be... the sound of a helicopter." As he spoke, the scarred man looked up and saw the treetops swaying violently above them with the sound of the propeller.
"Go and see if the police are here."
Isiah frowned. The boss had arranged the exchange at the Gefeag Wood Road. How was it that the police were able to pinpoint their exact location so quickly?
The man with the scar ran over to a clearing and checked the approaching helicopter with a pair of binoculars, and then ran back again, panting heavily. "It's a private helicopter, not the police."
"Don't let them ruin things. Put those two women in the helicopter and get out of here first."
Isiah looked at his watch. The boss and the police would arrive soon. It was time for them to set out for Gefeag Wood Road.
"Yes."
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