Neither Kyle nor Sayuri turn their heads but they were more than aware of what was happening at the nearby table. In their earpieces, that were disguised as Bluetooth earphones, the MIB agents were giving periodic reports.There were plainclothes police officers around.
They had already noticed them when they entered, but had not been sure if they were there because of Stephan, or something else. It would have been troublesome either way.
If there was another sting operation going on, that may interrupt Stephan"s exchange. If they were here because of Stephan, then it meant that there was either a mole in the police department or they had been tipped off.
"Plan B," Kyle said softly, not moving his lips.
With that, some of the MIB agents changed positions and one little girl at the table behind Stephan started looking excited.
Sayuri"s lips turned up a little bit while Kyle gave a slight frown.
"She"s still new at this," Sayuri said, admonis.h.i.+ng Kyle for his slight show of displeasure.
"She"s not that new," Kyle denied, though granted, this was her first big operation.
"But it adds on to the atmosphere," Sayuri pointed out.
Kyle took a deep breath and pretended to be paying close attention to the game he was "playing" on his phone, "I suppose."
Sayuri flicked his forehead, grinning at his scowled expression, "Such a hard taskmaster."
While they were "goofing around", Country M"s taskforce was busy monitoring the whole situation. They had got this tip-off about a possible drug drop-off right in the middle of a popular mall. The amount of pure heroin that being sold was said to be worth millions.
In fact, the person that was making the drop today was said to be one of the higher-ups, who had to come out since the heat was on with the others. So, they waited.
Once the goods were exchanged, they would wait for the two to split up before arresting both parties. They could not do so in such a crowded and open s.p.a.ce, for fear that panic would set in. Thus, they would only do so once they had reached a more secluded spot, such as the parking s.p.a.ce or elevator.
They waited patiently and observed silently.
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Stephan stared at the guy that sat down in front of him.
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He didn"t say much, and Stephan didn"t want to say anything either. He simply picked up the briefcase and handed it over to the guy. The briefcase was the type that opened from the top, so he unzipped it, looked inside and nodded.
He placed it down beside him and pushed another briefcase to Stephan.
Stephan took it and stood up.
"You"re not going to check it?" the guy finally spoke, as he looked at Stephan in surprise.
"I don"t care," Stephan said, "Donnie killed my wife and has threatened my kids. You think I"d dare cheat him? If this is short, he knows it"s you, and not me."
"Naive fool," the guy said under his breath, but he didn"t really care.
Just as he was about to get up, a girl of about four ran out and smashed right into Stephan. The mother from the nearby table didn"t seem to have realised anything until the girl started crying.
Stephan reached down to console her while the mother came over, apologizing profusely. She had with her, two other kids who were sulking and had this unhappy look on their faces.
"Muuuuummm," wailed one, "See lah, she"s always doing this. Running into people. Idiot."
The wailing girl stopped and glared at her sister, and stuck out her tongue, "You"re the idiot!"
"No, you are!"
"Girls! Zip it," hissed the mother, who then turned to Stephan and the other guy, "I"m really sorry about this."
She dragged the two squabbling kids while the other one nonchalantly followed behind, a lollipop in her mouth. She looked utterly bored at the whole thing, swinging a paper shopping bag.
No one paid any attention to the family as the mother scolded her children loudly. As they pa.s.sed by a pillar, the lollipop girl threw the shopping bag into the trash can that was behind it.
A cleaning lady was right behind her, pus.h.i.+ng her cart that had several plastic bags tied to it. With her gloved hand, she emptied the trash cans in the area as she made her rounds.
Back at the cafe, the guy that had come tsked, his face showing his acute displeasure openly. He brushed his clothes with his hands, as if there was some dirt on it.
"Stinky kids," he muttered and picked up the briefcase, heading out without even looking back at Stephan.
Stephan, in the meantime, just sat there for a while and finished his latte. After he was done, he straightened his tie and left the area.
A couple of plainclothes policemen followed him.
Sayuri followed behind them, seemingly engrossed in her phone as she walked on. Kyle had already left, heading to the bathroom. Once inside, he entered the cubicle and changed his disguise.
He took out the scar, buck teeth, and gla.s.ses. He wrapped up the scar and buck teeth in toilet paper and folded the gla.s.ses in half, tucking it out of sight into his back pocket.
He turned his s.h.i.+rt inside out and it was now a blue T-s.h.i.+rt rather than red. He tucked it into his jeans, slicked his hair back and walked out. He washed his hands, took a paper towel and then threw it into the dustbin - along with the scar and buck teeth.
Kyle listened intently to the reports by his agents and took another route to get ahead of the guy. Once in position, Kyle waited, leaning against a pillar as he looked around, "admiring" the decorations.
Once the guy came into view, Kyle walked towards him.