In the early morning, the warm slanting sun shone into the warehouse.
The sun had just risen, and the air carried a hint of moisture. It was somewhat cold, and people were reluctant to get out from under their covers.
The scarred man sat by the window, holding a cigarette, lost in thought as he stared at one spot.
From the distant highway came the sound of car horns. Judging by the sound, it would take no more than a few minutes to reach here...
He threw the half-smoked cigarette to the ground, jumped down from the window, walked back inside, and said, "Get up, the employer is coming."
With a sudden "thud," the people who had still been sleeping immediately sat up, got out of bed without a word, dressed, and went to wash up...
Ten minutes later, a black Bentley stopped at the warehouse entrance. The door of the passenger seat opened, and a bodyguard in a black suit got out and walked to the back seat to open the door.
