Josie Quinn glanced at him, her voice indifferent. "Of course. Just wait. I'll let you know when I have news."
She left him with that promise and said no more. After exchanging a look with Cole, the two of them quickly turned and melted into the dispersing crowd, striding toward the black market's exit.
The moment they left the relatively enclosed factory and stepped onto the chaotic streets of the black market, Josie Quinn and Cole keenly sensed they were being tailed.
And by more than one group!
This was exactly what they had expected.
Feigning ignorance, they slowly made their way out of the black market.
Several cold gazes, like maggots on a bone, latched onto them from different directions.
Some pretended to browse goods behind crowded stalls. Others trailed them from a distance, using the crowd for cover, keeping an inconsistent pace.
Farther in the distance, a few more faint yet powerful presences seemed to be circling like vultures waiting for the opportune moment.
