Beard didn't dare to look Red Hat Man in the eye and lowered his head in fear.
He was supposed to be gathering intelligence, but he ran into a prostitute on the way. He ended up going to a hotel with her, and she took the two hundred dollars as her fee for the "chat."
As for the intelligence, he could only cobble together a story to get by.
'Who knew Crown Territory would turn out like this?'
"Khilla, what should we do with these bastards?" Yves herded the four men out of the vehicle.
"Lock them in the warehouse for now. Tomorrow, take them to the Fairbanks police department and hand them over to Chief Bird to be booked."
"We can pay! Whatever you want, just don't send us to the cops." Red Hat Man was panicking now—truly panicking.
Even though Feng Mountain was the local emperor of Crown Territory, he still had to follow the judicial procedures of the United States when dealing with captured criminal suspects.
