Rio, Here I Come

This way, nobody in the DEA except that bigshot would know about Luke's involvement.

As long as Luke kept the information a secret, nobody else would know what he had read.

Selina clicked her tongue. "Exactly how bad is their rat problem?"

Luke chuckled. "Who knows?"

Nobody could be mighty forever; that was also true for countries, to say nothing of the DEA, which was just a law enforcement agency.

Luke put the case aside and began preparing food for Selina.

Gold Nugget was satisfied with snacks, which it had become a fan of recently. Selina could always buy a heap of snacks whenever she passed by the supermarket.

As he was cooking, Luke started to think about what he could do in Rio de Janeiro.

Cooking was his way to practice multitasking and to settle his mood.

After so long, he had become used to formulating a lot of plans while he cooked.

The plans he made in this situation were always rational and objective.