When Adriano's convoy reached his mansion in the city, it was just then that his right-hand man noticed that the last truck in the convoy was not the box truck he arranged.
As soon as he stepped out of the car, he immediately went to check the box truck, and seeing just the outside of it he knew that it was the decoy truck. He already has a bad feeling about it. And when the back door of the truck rolled up, he paled instantly. It was as if all the blood from his body was drained out of him in seconds he felt dizzy.
"What's going on?" Adriano asked when he noticed the look on the face of his right-hand man. They were already parked in the basement of his mansion. The basement parking lot, just like his mansion in the province, was so huge that it could fit the three twenty-six feet box trucks inside.
Adriano stepped away from his car and walked towards his right-hand man who was looking at the inside of the truck as if he saw a ghost.
