The group rapidly exited the hidden corridor, the door closing behind them, leaving them alone in the hangar.
There was no pit crew involved this time, and Alex thought this a bit weird, but he kept his thoughts to himself. Only when he climbed into the back of the plane, it became clear why it was so.
Sitting in the passenger cabin, a Korean man in a grey suit looked at them board with a haughty expression.
"About time you people made it here. And what's with all the medieval equipment?" the man asked arrogantly.
David looked at him, his face turning into a hypocritical smile.
"I take it you were the condition Jack had to accept for us to use the smuggler's tunnels?" he asked, still smiling.
"Wow. How astute. For an American, you aren't foolish. I'm impressed," the man replied, taking a long sip of the glass of champagne before him.
