Chapter 84

Maxim, the leader of the Bolton mafia's business branch, arrived at the airport with five of the assassins. They strode confidently across the tarmac towards a large Hummer waiting to ferry them to the Bolton main branch in the city. The air was tinged with the scent of jet fuel and the distant hum of aircraft engines.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was tense. One of the assassins, his brow furrowed with concern, broke the silence. “Where is our weapon?” he asked, his voice tinged with unease.

Maxim, looking weary, sighed heavily and replied, “I have told you, we cannot bring weapons with us on the flight. They must be transported separately to ensure our safety. Your weapons will arrive in about an hour on another flight.”

“I cannot feel safe without my weapon,” the assassin muttered, his hands fidgeting nervously as the car starting to move.

“We will provide you with a weapon of your choice upon arrival at our base,” Maxim reassured him.

The city, bathed in the harsh light of noon,
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