Paul nodded, looking at Jimmy with a slightly odd expression in his eyes, but he didn't say anything else and waved his hand for others to start examining the body.
Jimmy: "Our protection target, Big Chin, is in the room on the third floor. I had him lie on the floor so that it would minimize the possibility of him being sniped from outside. Everything is still normal."
Paul pointed towards the stairs, and two people armed with guns went up. Indeed, it was a tight-knit team; a mere gesture was enough, and his men understood his intentions, an understanding truly enviable.
