A black CR-V stopped in front of a grayish-white three-story building. Shortly after, a man in his forties got out of the car. He wore sunglasses and walked into the building in front of him.His feet stepped firmly. His loafers clicked to a rhythm. At twelve o'clock, there was a staircase that would lead him to the second floor.He climbed the stairs. Arriving at the top, his eyes scanned the row of room doors visible from the front of the corridor, where he was currently standing. His gaze fell on the room on the right side of the third row.A moment later, he approached the room and knocked on the door several times."Andy, can we talk?" the man said. His ears perked up, trying to hear a voice from inside but he heard none.Inside, the occupant of the boarding room would have heard. He had no intention of opening the door. If he stayed a moment longer, the man would surely leave.The man knocked again. He was sure that someone had heard him inside."I know you're inside."In his ro

At exactly eleven o'clock, as the sun began to move upwards, Mr. Leo arrived without his uniform. He wore a baseball cap, a plain zipper, and jeans. His outfit was certainly not his everyday style. He immediately sat at the corner table facing the highway.The corners of her eyes kept flicking outward, as if waiting for someone to arrive. The atmosphere in this cafe was unable to attract her attention. It appeared from the look on his face that he was expecting someone to come. Someone who would determine his mission in the near future.The heat of the sun today was able to penetrate the dark glass next to Mr. Leo. Mr. Leo's arrival was noticed by the café owner who was none other than one of his subordinates in the force.Mr. Leo gives Max the freedom to do his work wherever he wants, considering that his work portion does not require him to always be in the office and he needs internet access and qualified IT equipment, which is why he opened the café. Duty will not always be there,

Soekarno-Hatta Airport is never quiet. People pass by and are busy looking for what they don't need to look for. From Liam's perspective, the majority of those here intended to travel. His mouth unintentionally hissed softly, life is indeed unfair. Those who have family stay away, those who don't have family look for those who have left.But isn't life unfair? There are many people who have lost no one. Meanwhile, those who are surrounded by loved ones want to leave because they feel the need to have time alone."Remember, when Miss Andini arrives, tighten security!" said Sardi, the head of the Adimas family bodyguards. Sardi's words snapped Liam out of his reverie."Yes." replied all his subordinates in unison.Together with six other people, Liam waited for the arrival of Andini and her entourage at the front of the airport. Liam's eyes continued to observe those who came in and out of the airport. Not infrequently, he saw people's smiles expand when they realized that someone was w

"How was your first day, Liam?" A crisp timbre sounded on the other end of the line. No need to ask, Mr. Leo should already know by tracking the GPS on Liam's phone."Quite entertaining, Captain." Liam replied simply. He didn't want to say much or conclude anything for the shady-eyed man yet."That's quite a distance, isn't it, the chase? If I look at the distance from the airport, it's more than 6 kilometers.""Yes.""Where are you now?" Mr. Leo diverted the conversation. This was because he knew that Liam wouldn't be able to talk any further on the topic."Can't the captain track me?" Liam asked back."Max is away on a date. So, I can't monitor you at the moment." Max was a hacker and also the mainstay of Mr. Leo's team. So apart from Barry Cafe's great tasting food, Mr. Leo and the team had another work-related agenda. Mr. Leo is a figure who upholds the principle of the proverb once rowed, two or three islands are surpassed. "I'm looking for a fitness center.""Oh, I see. Okay,

On the way, in the rearview mirror, Pak Ramlan saw a group of motorcyclists trying to catch up with them. In another hundred meters, the bikers would be able to match their position."Mr. Adimas, it looks like someone wants to obstruct today's meeting," Pak Ramlan said, glancing at the motorists from the rearview mirror above his left side.Adimas looked back. The motorcyclists were dressed in all black uniforms, and wore black full-face helmets with dark glasses. "Mr. Ramlan, I ask you to increase the speed. I want to play around."Mr. Ramlan nodded, and a moment later, the car Adimas was in increased its speed to 120km/h."The usual plan, brother?" Lukman looked at Adimas seriously."Of course. Let's have some fun."At the intersection, the four cars separated. Mr. Ramlan slammed the steering wheel and immediately turned around. Through the windshield, the three of them saw that the ten motorists were confused."Get the revolver ready," Adimas said, his eyes still watching behind hi