Rino parked the Carter Group's vehicle, in which he travels with, several blocks away far from the bank's private parking lot, in an inconspicuous alley. He thought he needed to take caution, since he had come to withdraw a huge amount of money. Or, it was not just about caution, it was strategy.
He collected the clearance items which Josh Carter he tossed to him while they were in that room, from the holder in the car where he had kept it, and tucked them neatly into his inner suit pocket. Having done this, he began to walk with a confidence aura, toward the bank's main entrance.
His movements didn't say about a man who had come to seek answers from the bank, they were that of Him whom have come to take what was already his.
Stepping into the bank, the lobby hummed with quiet affluence. The marble floors, polished, reflected a golden lighting overhead, and security cameras—automated—tilted steadily in any noticed movement direction and ever slightly to track these movements.
