'I… can't believe it!'
"Right under our gazes….
This fuckers ran something like that right under our gazes!"
Screamed the NY Association's branch leader.
"Is something wrong?"
Asked his secretary, rushing inside the room.
"Get me a plane ticket and a car!"
Exclaimed the man.
"F-for where?"
"Chicago"
….
In the meantime, it was finally time for Hans to leave.
He could've also remained in Chicago, but something far more exciting was waiting for him.
Other than the golden scales he had gotten after promising the dean he would take part in the improbable gate raid, she had insisted on paying him back for the information about the traitor, and Hans, after giving In, asked for knowledge in exchange.
She had organized something extremely difficult to obtain for anyone.