Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir

245. Legging

I think that I will be able to wait a few moments, but as time goes on, I don’t see him coming out. This makes me feel agitated until I finally cannot hold it in anymore. I weigh the odds of probably getting shit in my mind and come to the conclusion that because this is a crowded neighborhood with shops placed so close to one another in a way that the sound of a gunshot would ring and alert everyone in the vicinity of what was going on in the shop, neither Aiden nor the people in the shop would risk it.

But that doesn’t mean they wouldn’t be able to attack me in any other way.

Yet if I allowed Aiden to escape in some way from here, we would lose the first lead we had of him in months, and it was not something we could risk losing, not when we were so close.

And so, steeling myself to face anything that happens in the shop, I make my way in.

The specialty shops seem to be selling antique furniture and wooden souvenirs of all sorts. The whole place smells like incense and there’s light