Chapter 233 Stay Away From Adriano

• Adriano kept his head low as his driver wove through traffic, taking a less direct route toward the spot. It wasn't somewhere he could arrive at in a conspicuous convoy; he did not want to draw any attention, so he drove in one SUV. The safe house sat in an old industrial district, tucked behind a boarded-up warehouse that looked abandoned to anyone who did not know better.
• When the car stopped, Adriano stepped out, scanning the street before moving into the side alley. He walked until he got to a rusted metal door waiting at the end of the alley. Its paint was faded, and crooked hinges held the reinforced steel door. Adriano knocked on the door, and moments later, the lock clicked, and a broad-shouldered man with brown eyes opened it. "Boss."
• Adriano stepped inside, giving the man a curt nod. Inside, the air was cooler, and the hum of an old refrigerator somewhere in the back vibrated. His contact, Nikko, a dark man with deep brown eyes, sat at a worn table with a laptop open, the glow illuminating his rough, weathered face. "You got here fast."