Nikita and Sheehan acted like usual. After Sheehan got off work, Nikita left the office with him.
The two of them got into the car.
Just as the car drove out of the underground parking lot, a black business car not far away immediately followed them.
"Costello, is that car really going to break down halfway?" In the passenger seat sat one of the punks, who looked at the black Rolls-Royce they were following and asked with an excited expression.
"I personally deflated the tires of that car. And when the car drives to the outskirts, it will definitely have to stop. When the time comes, we'll do it."
"Well, I understand. We'll do what you said, and when the time comes. We'll go up to them, saying we'll help, so they'll let their guard down. And then we'll do it."
Costello still had a cigarette in his mouth with an excited expression on his face as well, "You two, be more alert and don't mess things up. As long as we succeed in kidnapping them, we can have as much money as we want."
"We will do our job, Costello. You can rest assured!" In the back seat, another punk rubbed his hands excitedly with shining eyes.
They were quite excited.
They felt that they were about to get rich.
They were going to live a rich life with whatever they wanted.
After Nikita and Sheehan got into the car, Nikita spotted Costello and their car at first sight.
Looking at the black business car that had been following behind them, Nikita raised a faint smile and squeezed her fingers.
Sheehan's villa was in the suburbs.
So they had to go back through a sparsely populated suburban area.
The black Rolls-Royce drove on but gradually slowed down, as if there was some kind of malfunction. Then it stopped.
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