"How did you get to know those Black clients? Did they order sports equipment online?" Allen Zhang asked while they were waiting.
"No. The consignment was just private goods I found someone to handle. I actually never opened it to see what's inside. They contacted us online, knowing we often use air transport and were willing to pay us a handsome sum for the transportation."
Shadi said, "I hired you guys for an extra layer of security. After all, you have CCW licenses, can legally carry guns, and have heavy firepower."
So that was it.
Allen Zhang understood the situation and got Jason ready, though this time there was no bullet-proof car to ride.
Soon, several pickup trucks arrived at the small town airport and stopped outside. A few young people with multicolored hair got out. The lead vehicle was a glitzy, heavily modified Bentley.
It reeked of nouveau riche, nothing like the low-key luxury vibe of a prestigious guest's car.
