After Newton left the bus station, he slid behind the wheel of his Koenigsegg and gracefully maneuvered through the streets. The engine's powerful purr echoed through the air as he navigated the busy roads, his mind still filled with the encounter with Dr. Sergey.As he approached the Fat-n-Obis restaurant, Newton surveyed the area, ensuring no prying eyes were watching him. Satisfied that he had remained incognito, he skillfully parked his Koenigsegg at the front parking lot of the restaurant, blending in seamlessly with the other vehicles.Entering the restaurant, Newton was greeted by the comforting aroma of sizzling dishes and the gentle hum of conversation. He glanced around, searching for a vacant table. As he carried his tray of food to his seat, he noticed a commotion outside the restaurant.Curiosity piqued, Newton turned his gaze toward the gathering crowd. To his surprise, he saw a group of people surrounding his Koenigsegg, their faces lit up with excitement. Some were sna

After successfully stacking the final crates, Newton and Grinch felt an urgency to leave the warehouse without any further delay. They couldn't afford to linger, considering the fabricated urgency they had created about Grinch's mother's condition to deceive Zach.Grinch headed towards the gleaming parked Koenigsegg, but Newton quickly called him back, realizing the potential risk it posed to their cover."You shouldn't be seen near that car, Grinch," Newton whispered, his voice laced with concern. "If anyone spots us together, it could raise suspicions. We need to maintain the illusion that we're just regular workers."Grinch, after a moment of contemplation, nodded in agreement. "You're right, boss," he acknowledged. "I'll take a taxi home instead. It's better to be cautious."Newton nodded approvingly, appreciating Grinch's understanding. Grinch then voiced another question, expressing his concern about leaving the car behind."Do you plan to leave the car parked here?" Grinch inqui

The gate of the house at the end of the close was opened to the white van, and the van entered into the compound. Newton, parked nearby, observed the van's arrival and waited for a few minutes before cautiously driving into the close. He parked his car discreetly by the fence, ensuring it remained inconspicuous.Feeling the weight of the task ahead, Newton took a deep breath to steady his nerves. He retrieved his two golden pistols, fit in surpressors and carefully slid them under his jacket.With calculated steps, he ducked below the fence and swiftly made his way to the gate.Standing upright, Newton adjusted his face cap, ensuring his features were partially obscured. He straightened his shirt and wore a serious expression, ready to face whatever awaited him on the other side. Taking one last deep breath, he approached the gate and knocked firmly.The sound of his knocks echoed through the stillness of the compound. Newton waited, his heart pounding in his chest, but there was no

After an hour of driving around Bayfield, they finally came to a stop at the front of the grand and luxurious Nort Hotel. Newton pulled up behind the van and immediately rushed out to the black van where he helped the little Amiyah and her elder sister out. They were worn out and tired after the ordeal they faced in the Bagwells, and it had been an incredibly stressful and exasperating day.Newton hurriedly led the way into the hotel lobby, with the doctor and his family, and the househelp following behind. As they entered, they were greeted by the familiar face of the receptionist, Olivia, who had previously been fired but was reinstated thanks to Newton's intervention.Filled with admiration and utmost respect for Newton, Olivia rushed out from behind the desk and lunged into him in a warm embrace, tears streaming down her eyes. "Thank you so much, Mr. Norton. Without you in my life, I don't know what would have become of me," she muttered tearfully.Newton gently raised her face wi

Newton's alarm jolted him from his sleep, groggily signaling the start of another day. He shuffled to the bathroom and took a bracing cold shower, the icy water helping to shake off the remnants of sleep. Dressed in his red top and black pants, the official uniform of Fat-n-Obis restaurant, Newton made his way downstairs to his private living room.Collapsing onto the sofa, he reached for the remote and switched on the TV, seeking a momentary distraction from the weight of the world. Rubbing his eyes, he glanced at his wristwatch, noting that it was already 8:30 am. Realizing the urgency of the day's tasks, he dialed Grinch's number"Grinch, please bring the bag along by 9 am. We have important work to complete at the restaurant today," Newton requestedOn the other end of the line, Grinch acknowledged the request. "You can count on me, Boss. I'll be there with the bag before 9 am"Satisfied with the response, Newton let the phone drop onto the sofa beside him. He let out a weary sig