The two of them entered one after the other, and the fingerprint-controlled door slowly closed automatically behind them.
Ethan Laurent had clearly made up his mind to stay here, as he made a phone call to his contacts after entering the house.
Dozens of minutes later, a small helicopter landed on a patch of open ground in front of the villa, and several people resembling bodyguards stepped out, carrying large shopping bags into the house.
The shopping bags were filled with ingredients, all fresh, and judging by the quantity, they were likely meant to last for at least the next two days.
"Ethan, the items have been delivered!" The men carried the ingredients into the house, placed them in the kitchen, and didn't linger, leaving the villa directly.
Summer Ford's gaze followed the figures as they boarded the helicopter, watching as it slowly ascended, her eyes lowered, lost in thought.
