543 Was Your Head Squashed By a Car Door?

Wade thought for a moment, then asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Luke repeated what he said to the bartender just now, and Wade had a strange expression on his face. "You… want to hire them for a job?"

Luke nodded with a smile. "I'm not sure yet; I should at least interview them first."

Wade snorted. "You may as well hire me. I'm more of a professional than they are."

Luke shrugged. "Aren't you a hitman? How can I hire you for a petty assignment?"

Wade opened his mouth, but didn't know how to respond to that.

Rolling his eyes, he nodded. "Fine, I'll take the job. I guarantee I'll get you their precise location in three days. However, you need to give me half the payment in advance."

Luke chuckled and fished out five bills from a roll of cash as well as a name card, and pushed them in front of Wade. "Deal."

He then took out another bill and placed it on the counter. "Your drink's on me." He then left with Selina.