After leaving the West Lake docks, Aron Jackson whispered, "From today on, you need to be careful. Maurice Yarrow got tricked by us and he's sure to be furious. We're not afraid of him confronting us openly, but I'm worried he might do something shady behind our backs."
Julius Reed sat in the back seat of the Mercedes S600, nodded without saying anything, and his left hand kept fiddling with the ring on his finger.
Less than twenty minutes after he had given the card number to Maurice Yarrow, the money had been transferred into the account down to the last cent.
And as agreed, he and Aron Jackson left with their people, leaving the wounded of the Three Blade Group at the West Lake docks.
"In Gonzalez City, any little disturbance from Maurice Yarrow can't escape my eyes! But should I assign more people to look after your sister-in-law?"
