After leaving the West Lake docks, Gregor Cooper whispered, “From today on, you need to be careful. Jeremy Jules got tricked by us and he’s sure to be furious. We’re not afraid of him confronting us openly, but I’m worried he might do something shady behind our backs.”
Timothy Vale sat in the back seat of the Mercedes S600, nodded without saying anything, and his left hand kept fiddling with the ring on his finger.
Less than twenty minutes after he had given the card number to Jules
Jules, the money had been transferred into the account down to the last cent.
And as agreed, he and Gregor Cooper left with their people, leaving the wounded of the Hart Group at the West Lake docks.
“In Easton City, any little disturbance from Jeremy Jules can’t escape my eyes! But should I assign more p
