Amara P.O.VStepping out of the car, I quiver at the sudden night breeze that swept by me. We wait for a moment when the back entrance doors to the club opens and a man who would probably be working for Zale invites us in.“So, once we are positive with the pen-drive, we immediately vacate. No drama!” Zale revises.Nodding their heads, Albert and Jackson mingle into the club and I am once again left alone with him.“I am counting on you, kitten. Do not fuck it up!” he warns.With a nod, I sprint away in search of our target, Mr. George Wang.Walking around for a few minutes now, I spot George at the bar with a few ladies swooning over him.He looks exactly as discussed. In his fifties, grey hair, muscular body still got that body fit, looking wicked.As I take in a breath, I hear his raspy voice through my earpiece which was covered by my flowy long locks.“You found the target!” he says.In the meeting this noon, we decided each of our roles. Zale guides us looking at us through CCTV
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