Jimmy walked back to the apartment with the documents, considering whether to submit them since they were obtained privately.
Perkins was already dead, and those watching him were gone too. Whether this Deep Red Rose was alive or dead didn't really matter; based on the manpower they've mobilized, they posed little threat to Jimmy.
However, today's rocket launcher incident made him wonder if next time might be worse.
He took out coffee beans and poured them into the grinder. The buzzing noise began, and soon the beans turned into coffee grounds. He placed a filter into the drip coffee maker's mesh, poured in the coffee grounds, turned on the power switch, and soon a pot of coffee was ready.
He cleaned up the coffee grounds and filter paper, wiped the mesh clean, and Jimmy took the coffee pot and milk to the sofa, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
