Days passed ever since the warehouse incident, the crew was on guard the whole time ever since that day, but the expected retaliation from that side never came. Arslan and his crew breathed a sigh of relief, finally free from the constant threat and bullets of Lena's men who seemed to have evaporated into thin air.
Dressed in a formal suit, Arslan stood outside his apartment, smoking a cigarette while leaning on the wall. He seemed like he was waiting for someone, that when a black car pulled up in front of him, and a young woman dressed elegantly lowered the window and smiled at him. Arslan extinguished his cigarette and immediately got into the car without a word.
