Chapter 1184: Whose Men Are They?

The man froze mid-action, raising his hands above his head. “We’re out on patrol. If we spot any suspicious vehicles, we report to our superiors immediately.” Nelson’s car was parked far away, likely avoiding detection. “Who are your superiors?” The two men exchanged nervous glances. Callie pressed harder, the cold, menacing barrel of her gun digging into one man’s temple. They couldn’t help but tremble. “It’s... it’s Ethan Cross.” It became clear that these two weren’t Jaquan’s trusted men. They had been sent out on patrol, yet they didn’t even know his real name. “What’s on the ships?” “...Cash.” Callie glanced at the large ships again. The amount of money must have been enormous—so large that moving it through a bank would have immediately raised suspicions. Was Jaquan personally overseeing its transport? “What else?” “Nothing... nothing else. That’s all I know.” The man clutched his head with his hands, panic written all over his face. “Mr. Cross doesn’