It feels like a trap

Meanwhile…

"I know this is a weird question to ask, but is it really fine to leave all those guys there?" Moose inquired, seated across from Heaven in a small living area of the two-story rest house he owned on the outskirts of the northern region.

Thanks to Wolf, who sent a chopper to their previous location, Heaven, Moose, and Primo were able to fly across the country. But now that they had arrived at the rest house, Moose couldn't help but wonder. Reflecting on the disaster that happened in the forest, he knew it would surely draw the media's attention.

"Wolf will handle the rest," she said, perched on the other end of the long couch with her legs crossed. Her gaze remained fixed on the entrance while she tapped her fingers on the armrest. "Like the old times. It's easy to manipulate the media, especially now that Dom is on our side. I also have connections, so don't worry about that. People will believe it if they hear it was a wildfire due to the weather."