Seizing the Gambling Den-3

"What about from your room?"

The boss stuttered anxiously, fear evident in his voice. "Th-there's none. None of them are connected to the base."

"Heh…" Sia let out a cold smirk, pressing the muzzle of her gun harder against his temple. "Don't make me ask you a second time. You can't afford it."

"I-I'll tell you, just don't kill me! There's one in this room. There's a hidden door behind that table. Behind the door, there's an elevator that goes straight down to the basement. B-but I swear, I've never used it! I've never even gone down there. My job is only to oversee the gambling den and send people to them. I don't have the authority to go into the base, nor have I ever been there. Please, trust me!" the boss exclaimed, desperation lacing his words.

One of the officers behind Sia scoffed, his scepticism obvious. "Then why do you have an elevator in your room that leads to their base?"