Ecstasy
The Part 52

Despite being banned by his wife, Brandon continues the mission. Responsibility, it's halfway through, soon to arrive. After all the plans that were drawn up had been neat as well, just one last step towards the final.

Tomorrow night, Brandon actually came to Alex's house with thirty dealers. But, in fact it is the State Intelligence Agency.

Alex was surprised when his residence was visited by many people. “This is everyone who helped you circulate the illegal drugs?”

“Ya.”

Relax, those people are already used to disguising themselves while doing missions. So, it will not look striking if actually their profession is intel.

“Then this much you haul using what?” I asked Alex a lot.

“Itu.” Brandon pointed at the truck with the box closed.

“Where did you truck it from?”

“There is one of them working as a truck driver, so just take it to transport.”

“Oh.” Alex nodded in confidence. Good, it can also be used for distribution. “Then, let's leave now,” take her later.

Thirty men brought by Brandon into the truck. While he's in Alex's car.

The journey taken is not too far away. They stopped at a luxury hotel.

“Didn't you say we're going to the warehouse?” brandon asked as she felt strange about the place she was going.

“Indeed, the warehouse is inside this hotel,” explains Alex.

“Truck it can't get into the basement, then how?”

“Park it on the side of the road, if it's night not many vehicles pass by as well.” Alex took the car to the basement.

Brandon then followed Alex's footsteps to the elevator. “Why is the warehouse in the hotel?”

“So that is not too conspicuous, so the police will not know because they certainly do not suspect that many people are in and out of the hotel,” explained Alex.

It should be hard to find. It turns out that the location is actually in the city and the building is usually crowded by visitors to stay overnight.

Alex and Brandon stopped in the lobby to give orders to thirty new dealers to go up to the eighth floor alternately because the elevator was not enough to accommodate all at once.

“On the eighth floor of the warehouse? Looks like a regular hotel room.” Brandon did not see the slightest strangeness, it was suitable to be a hiding place because it was inconspicuous.

“Indeed, but there is only one door that can be opened.” Alex looked back, ascertaining in advance whether the dealers had reached the floor or not.

“Which one?”

“Door eight eight eight.”

When all was behind him, Alex opened the eight-numbered door as many as three.

Brandon shook his head, it turns out that what is seen from the outside is just a trick of the eye to think everything is a room. But, in fact, it was a very large warehouse.

“Wait!” Someone who was already inside immediately stopped Brandon. “Check body.” He let Alex in.

As always, before letting new people inside, they must make sure first that they do not carry dangerous weapons.

Brandon got away because he didn't bring anything. And thirty other people as well. They've predicted this. So, the ambush will be carried out by police members who will follow and will definitely number very much.

Of course they communicate. Brandon's hand during the walk to the warehouse is always put in his pocket, actually he is sending a voice note of his conversation. So, of course the police team can know.