He wouldn't give Charlotte Allison the opportunity to delay, after all, every minute of delay adds to his danger.
The priority now is to retrieve the necessary item.
The car wasn't parked in the parking lot, but in a roadside parking space of an old residential area.
Charlotte Allison got out of the car, facing the staircase entrance of a six-story building.
This old residential area, six stories high, doesn't have an elevator. Mailboxes are neatly arranged at the staircase entrance, allowing one to see the floor numbers from the mailboxes.
"Charlotte, act naturally, don't let your eyes wander. The people living here aren't simple; each one of them is very perceptive," Nathaniel Hughes followed out of the car, smiling as he warned quietly.
The old residential area is small and looks ordinary, but many of those living inside are retired military personnel. If something happens in this area, it would alarm even the higher-ups, so the defense and vigilance level is very high.
