Mr Krabs Brown, known by his original disguise name as Smart, was seated at the bar, seeping a whiskey cocktail and waiting patiently to cash out from a very lucrative deal.
The Axe had promised him a whooping sum of one million dollars if he succeeded in getting the ten million dollars.
Looking in the direction of some pretty girls drinking and laughing out loud, he thought of joining them and probably wooing one back to his hotel room.
"No!" Krabs said to himself, shifting his gaze back to his drink. "I don't need any distraction for now until I get the mission completed."
After a few more minutes of waiting, Krabs became a little bit apprehensive. It have been over five hours since he last spoke to Zach, threatening to slit his throat if the money was not made available in less than twenty-four hours. But the clock kept ticking and he was yet to receive a call from Brian's pretty ex-wife.
