Canteen.
Victor gnawed on the corn, ate it all up, tossed it aside casually, pulled out a piece of paper to wipe the corners of his mouth, then looked at the Casare in front of him, Sergeant Harrison of the emergency unit, and Kennedy Heisenberg from EDM. The three were called over and were still a bit confused.
"I've been transferred to Guadalupe Island as the Director."
The three of them went quiet instantly.
Victor looked at them, "Don't you have anything to ask?"
"Boss, where is Guadalupe Island?" Casare scratched his head.
"West of the Baja California Peninsula."
Casare nodded, thumped his chest, "Wherever the boss goes, I go."
The guy was also smart; he knew sticking with Victor was safer.
Victor nodded slightly, his gaze shifting to Harrison sitting on the side, "I plan to recommend you for the position of Warden at the Plateau Prison."
"Me?"
