Ilyana pulled the thin watch around her wrist. Her frown grew tighter as she realized how the time has passed eleven and yet she hasn't seen the owner of the club. She darted her eyes at Dexter who look calm in comparison, "He's still not here. Are you sure of that information you gathered?"
"I'm very sure. I am certain that there is a hidden room where the VIP guests could gather together to buy opium. We are in the right place, just need a little patient until the owner comes," said Dexter as he crossed his two arms before his chest.
