Nearly a couple of hours had passed since the shooting.
All the matters that needed to be sorted out in the airport were taken care of by Konrad's subordinates. Almost everyone felt as if they were trudging on eggshells as they tried to accomplish Konrad's commands.
It wouldn't be an understatement to say that they were afraid of making a mistake, even an inconsequential one. Some of them were nearly on the verge of a nervous breakdown. If it weren't for the fact that they were terrified of erring, they would have joined the suspect who was lying on the floor.
At the moment, Konrad and his guards were en route to the warehouse. It was a place where they could confine the individuals that Konrad wanted to be captured. Above the convenient isolation, the warehouse was inaccessible to most people.