The answer leaves no room for doubt.
Yes.
The quartet slammed their car doors shut and hurried toward the hotel, their approach so fierce that if it hadn't been for a prior heads-up, someone would have thought a sworn enemy had come for revenge.
The manager pulled back the curtains and glanced at the license plate number. Once it was confirmed to be correct, he didn't wait for the men to come but opened the door in advance, even taking care to give a reminder to passersby when possible.
"Top floor on the right."
The man leading, Boss, gave the manager a surprised look. After numerous capture operations, this was the first time he'd seen someone so cooperative, which left him with an uncanny feeling of being a lackey.
The manager noticed the four men arriving and smiled slightly to show friendliness.
