CHAPTER 85

“I see you’re still running petty crimes,” Roman said as he stepped out of the van.

They were back at Oliver’s hideout which looked like a huge dimly lit garage. Surrounding them were huge artifacts which seemed to have Ben stolen by the crew. Roman knew them very well. He had stumbled across them once when he had been going for an auction. There he had met Oliver who had posed like a millionaire hoping to partake in the auction. But Roman had been suspicious of him because a few moments later, the room was filled with gas, and when he dispersed, the painting was gone.

Roman had commended their work a few times, and always kept an eye on them. That was how he had been able to find them tonight. Anywhere there was going to be a huge art event, they were always going to be there.

“This isn’t petty crimes,” Oliver said stepping out of the van with the huge black duffel bag in his hand.

Roman chuckled and bit his apple again. When he realized that there was nothing left for him to bit