Before The Storm

In an apartment building about one block away from the embassy.

In the dimly lit room, Hirst used his finger to slightly open the curtain.

A ray of sunlight passed through the gap in the curtain and like a giant and visible scar, it was imprinted on his gloomy face.

This apartment originally belonged to a 30-year-old middle-aged white-collar worker who worked in an office building about four stops away from here. After he saw the apartment, Andrew invaded his consciousness with mental power, controlled and forced him to ask for vacation time from his company, and then the mercenary drove him to Lake Santa Ana and tossed him in.

Hirst saw the delegation's convoy pass through the street not far away, and his eyes narrowed. His dark green pupils showed a dangerous color.

He heard the door closing behind him.