"Ssshh..."
"What's up?"
Cass, with his cigar in his mouth and arm extended out of the window, turned his head in surprise.
"Get out of the car."
Bernie clutched the steering wheel, and muttered.
"Out of the car?"
Cass looked around, making sure that no one was around the car and then asked even more baffled, "Are we at the site?"
"Yeah, around ten kilometers away."
"Over ten kilometers? Are you kidding me? Get out of the car from this far?"
Cass was nearly jumping out of his seat.
Two days ago, they sneaked into Anderes' production park and found some incredible secrets, then used a tracker to trace several trucks, reaching this desolate place in Nevada. Just as they neared the destination, Bernie says to disembark?
"Better safe than sorry."
Bernie gathers his things, then manoeuvres the car into the nearby woods, jumping out after pulling the car door open.
Seeing Bernie had already left his seat, Cass had no other choice but to also get out of the car.
