Isaac's POV
I blow the smoke off the cigarette and place it on the ashtray. Luther suddenly approaches me, frowning. "Boss, there are men that are roaming around. They look familiar. I feel like I saw them in the port," he says.
He passes the binoculars to me. I checked the club building of Mr. Greg. I frowned when I saw the four men that entered the club.
"Yes, they were in the port last night. These four were part of Ingrid's secret group," I remarked. Luther looks at me and suddenly snaps his finger.
"She must have learned that we're not home yet. He sends her men to check if there's any serious riot from last night," he says.
I look at him meaningfully. I was about to say something when my phone rang. It's Ingrid. Luther looks at me and gives me space. I answered her call.
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