Vrrr vrrr vrrr—
The black briefcase by the table suddenly started vibrating.
He reached over, pulled open the zipper, took out an old brick-style phone, and hit the answer key.
A raspy voice processed through a voice changer came from the other end:
"How's the situation on your side?"
The man leaned back against the rattan chair, eyes sweeping over the security guards patrolling in the distance, and lowered his voice:
"The intel you gave me is off. The security level here is two tiers higher than expected, thermal imaging sensors and Hidden Guards everywhere, this place is nothing like a normal hotel. The difficulty on this job just went way up."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
The voice on the other end instantly turned cold.
"You have to pay more."
The man sounded flat, like he was haggling at a wet market:
