A black limousine was moving on the roads of Zaire with an extremely high speed.
It was fast, moving through the traffic without hesitation.
In it sat four men, one of whom was a young man not older than twenty. The youth was, of course, Lin.
He was wearing a black jacket with a hood that covered his face, as the car accelerated even more.
They were on their way to meet with Rio, and persuade him to turn against Yani, so that they can, in turn, influence him to reduce the costs of exporting the Omega.
Lin looked out of the window of the moving car. It was raining heavily outside, and raindrops splashed all over the road.
'What did he mean by having the same eyes?'
Lin was lost in his thoughts once again, this time while remembering his first meeting with Yani, the President of the Zaire. In particular, the description he gave about his eyes.
'Is he talking about how both of our goals are similar?'