The car drove by a young stranger not recognized by George now took him to the airport parking lot.
For a moment, George's brain tried to think hard, trying to understand what is meant by him being delivered to the airport.
Where is he going? Wasn't the laboratory he worked with still in the German region? then why is he there?
"We go to Singapore. I will watch you from afar. This is your passport and also some files that you must have while you are there," said the young man, handing over a set of files neatly stored in a gray folder.
George blinked his eyes softly, trying to digest everything the young man was saying.
"What, Singapore ??!" shrieked George after noticing the young man's words.
"Noisy ... don't ask too many questions, you better just follow me if you want to survive, don't you remember what Mr. Schafer said?" annoyed the young man who immediately got out of his car, with his eyes staring at George sharply.
