Three kilometers downstream from Monica's seaside villa, there's a yacht marina.
Joe Ga and his party consisted of only four people, including Ayu and Sanderson as escorts, which Joe Ga felt was sufficient.
The bastard named Alexanderson had been chased away several times by the Coast Guard. He had gotten smart; he knew the Coast Guard couldn't really do much to him since it wasn't illegal to park a yacht in open waters.
So long as those fierce-looking armed bodyguards didn't show up, the Coast Guard couldn't even find a reason to drive him away.
In two days, Alexanderson figured out the Coast Guard's bottom line. He took four bodyguards on a small yacht and anchored two kilometers off the villa, spending the whole day with a telescope in his hand.
This guy wasn't there to observe anything; it was purely to intimidate.
