At La Rochelle, early morning:
A group of a few dozen men, clad in casual outfits came out of the airport under the command of two men.
As they were instructed beforehand, they dispersed at the airport, arranged their transport and a few hailed a cab as they left the airport for their given destination.
As the city was popular for its tourist attractions, the crowd of tourist had gathered outside the airport. Some awaited for their pickup, sone negotiating with the cab drivers.
Among the huddle and bustle of the tourist, the last group of men remained consisted of five men, at the airport departure waiting area.
Each of them busy with their own gadgets as they were waited for someone.
"Do we need to wait for him, Zaki? We can directly meet them up at the hotel! I am so damn tired man and hungry!" Francesco grumbled as he yawned loudly and adjusted his hood as he asked Zack.
