Bab 165: Things Never Go As Planned

Over near the wharf, Sean stopped his car and watched as Alexander stepped out. He was posing as Alexander's driver today, but they were actually working together for the first time. How was this combined effort between Interpol and SPU going to work out?

Without looking back, Alexander headed towards the end of a pier. Waiting at the end of the pier was a tall, skinny, dark shadow. A few street lamps lined the pier to prevent anyone from falling off at night, but the light at the very end had stopped working and the man was only lit by the dim moonlight. Sean squinted his eyes from the car, but there was no way he could see who the man was.