Los Angeles. When the phone vibrated again Dominic, sipping beer, allowed a rare smile to cross his usually expressionless face.
He pulled out the phone and opened the message at once.
Sure enough, another email from an unfamiliar address.
He tapped it and read: 'I've reached the destination; the package has been delivered.'
'I'll contact the client to collect it immediately. All is well.'
'Good kid!'
Dominic still couldn't be sure the cargo had actually reached Boston safely.
Lately he was almost certain someone had him under surveillance,
so he hadn't dared send anyone to check whether the container was still at the port.
Soon, though, he'd know if the boy had double-crossed him.
After all, the reason he'd had Hunter smuggle the stolen electronics to Boston
was that the gang handling the hand-over there were immigrants from Dominica.
Dominic and his own family came from Dominica as well,
and his clan still wielded influence back home.
Though Dominica is only a tiny Caribbean island of a bit more than seven hundred square kilometres and a few tens of thousands of people,
precisely because of that its emigrés abroad know the importance of sticking together.
Dominic felt secure: once the goods arrived safely,
those people would quickly wire the agreed sum to the designated account.
After patiently waiting another two hours he figured the time was right and called, 'Letty!'
Moments later his girlfriend Letty came to his side.
'What is it, Dom?'
Letty knew the house was bugged, so she spoke with care.
Without changing expression Dominic told her, 'I'm in the mood for Chinese food tonight.'
"Later, you and Mia go to Chinatown to buy some groceries. Tonight, we'll try some Chinese cuisine!"
Letty's eyelids twitched. This was a secret code she and Dominic had agreed upon last night when they were intimate.
It meant for her to take Mia out opportunistically.
To take the opportunity to confirm at a bank if the money from selling the stolen electronic products had arrived in the receiving bank account.
Whether the money from selling the stolen electronic products had arrived.
The reason for bringing Mia was that, in the eyes of the monitors, Mia's danger level should be the lowest.
Only if Letty accompanied her, with two women going out together to shop and buy things,
and making a detour to the bank midway, would it not seem too abrupt.
Letty immediately replied, "Why don't we eat out?"
"The car's impounded, can't race recently, don't feel like moving."
"Alright, then I'll go change!"
While changing, Letty took Dominic's hidden bank card for receiving dirty money.
After hiding it in a private location, she quietly left the house.
Hunter still didn't know everything happening in Los Angeles.
Due to the time difference, he, in Boston, after confirming the location of the recipients,
left there and spent a day playing in Boston.
It wasn't until evening that Hunter started heading towards the Moscow Nights hotel.
Recently, he wondered if it was due to his enhanced physical fitness, as he found that not only had his appetite greatly increased,
but he also got hungry more easily than before.
Even though Hunter had eaten three times the amount of the person next to him at lunch by himself,
he found himself hungry again shortly after the sun had set.
He quickly looked around for a moment and soon spotted a family restaurant at the corner of two streets ahead.
"Welcome!"
When Hunter pushed the door open, the elderly white owner smiled and nodded at him. "Can I get you anything, customer?"
This was a very ordinary American family restaurant. The menu was hung on a cardboard above the white owner's bar.
Hunter's five-dimensional attributes had already surpassed those of ordinary people by more than two times.
Consequently, his five senses were also much sharper than those of ordinary people.
He looked up, quickly scanned, and memorized all the dozens of food items and drinks offered by the restaurant, including their prices.
"A glass of lemon soda, a Big Mac beef burger, a Mexican chicken wrap, and a hot dog! Also, one of your signature donuts!"
Perhaps because Hunter ordered a lot, a figure sitting at the counter in front of the owner turned his head as he spoke.
Hunter was very sensitive to gazes, and he keenly turned his head to meet the other person's eyes.
It was a somewhat plump girl, who didn't look very old, but because she wore heavy makeup, her true age was hard to tell.
But Hunter estimated that she shouldn't be over sixteen or seventeen.
The girl wore a strangely purple wig and her attire looked quite provocative.
An alluring mini-skirt paired with a camisole that exposed her shoulders.
Although young, she possessed a pair of astonishingly seductive features,
making most men unable to help but let their imaginations run wild the first time they saw her.
Hunter was no exception, and the girl's face immediately brought back a memory from his previous life.
"Hit-Girl!"
Hunter's eyelids twitched, almost blurting out the nickname of the fierce purple-haired loli from a movie he had watched in his previous life.
However, the words caught in his throat and he swallowed them back.
"No, not Hit-Girl, the age doesn't match!"
The plump girl exchanged glances with Hunter, clearly attracted by his youth and handsomeness.
She seemed about to say something to him, but quickly, as if remembering something, she somewhat listlessly withdrew her gaze.
Then the girl continued to slowly finish the donut on her plate, which had a lot of condensed milk.
The restaurant owner also spoke up at this time, interrupting Hunter's thoughts.
"Okay, take any seat you like, please wait a moment."
Hunter sat down at a table near the restaurant entrance, and he subconsciously looked around the restaurant.
But unexpectedly, he didn't find a tall and imposing black figure.
"This slightly older'Super Girl' should be Tali from the avenger, right?"
"Interesting, this world is getting more and more interesting!"
With his rich movie-watching experience from his previous life, Hunter had confirmed the identity of the plump girl at the counter, who was listlessly eating a donut, after exchanging glances with the'Super Girl' for a moment.
He had confirmed the identity of the plump girl at the counter, who was listlessly eating a donut.
The female protagonist of the movie the avenger, the child prostitute Tali, controlled by the Russian Mafia.
Suddenly, Hunter remembered the unusual aspects of the hotel where he was staying, named Moscow Nights.
In an instant, all his previous doubts were answered at this moment...
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