The Warehouse

"What do you think about all this, Aldred?"

As Rey's question echoed in the air, Aldred gave a knowing smile—as if he already expected the question.

"It's probably a ruse. The real Warehouse should be underground."

Rey made a slight grimace underneath his mask.

'Just as I suspected…'

Even with this discovery, it didn't change what they had to do.

'We still have to invade. I'm sure the entrance to the underground path is somewhere inside.'

Rey almost felt like he was invading the domain of a mafia group, or some sort of cartel. He hadn't done it before, but it seemed like this was how it often felt like.

"This establishment is run by Evals Redart, the biggest guy in business in the South." Aldred went on, his tone still containing the same kind of amusement from earlier.

"I don't imagine that we'd meet him here, but if we do, then the KariBlanc Group would like to stay out of it."

Rey sighed and gave a light shrug.