It didn't take long before Jackson and the others pulled up outside Muller. The taxi driver glanced at the group confusedly. "This club is very famous, but don't you think you're a bit early?" he asked as he looked at the time: it was only 12:30pm.
Who went to the club in the middle of the day? The club wasn't even open yet...
"Oh, foreigners," he mumbled under his breath as he dropped them off and drove away.
Jackson immediately led the group to the loading dock of the club.
Big roller doors sealed the driveway, but there was just enough gap to peek inside. Jackson leaned against the roller doors and glanced around. Just as they expected, the truck from the security footage was parked inside.
"The truck's still here," Jackson said.
Halia and the others immediately leaned against the door as well to have a look.
"Does that mean they're still inside?" Trisha asked.
