Gavin on the other hand had no idea that he was being followed and that was because the car behind him was tailing with smartness. It was a thing they were used to.
They were to drive to one of the warehouses that had been built in the secluded woods of California. Nobody went there except special personnel so it was safe to say that he was doing his things in secret.
Finally, Gavin's driver drove down a very wide bush path that led to tall corrugated gates. From his car, he could hear the scraping of iron and blades cutting. When they got to the gates, they were asked to provide an id of the sort which Gavin did with immediate effect. The guards nodded and returned it to him before the gates were opened.
If you were to come in here as a random person who had no idea what was going on in this factory-like warehouse, you would think it was a company that made metal wires and the sorts.
