Lev as well as James Wolf were looking for a rather comfortable place to chat and talk about Luci. James Wolf still thought that Lev was on his side so the private detective could extract information about Luci.
"Is it comfortable enough here?" James Wolf asked Lev when they arrived at a place that had a cement stand there.
Lev immediately nodded lightly. "That's enough, I think." Lev pulled his coat closer to his own body while his other hand slid into the coat to check the gun hidden beneath it.
"My name is Jimmy. What's your name?" whimpered James Wolf with great enthusiasm. If he thinks carefully the task of spying on Luci turned out to be this easy even though he had to go through various obstacles, he thought.
Lev smiled widely. The aura of friendship and openness was being displayed by the old man. "Just call me Lev. So what do you want to know, Mr. Jimmy?"
