Chapter 2057

Along the way, Frank suddenly said, "I'm feeling sleepy. I'll take a short nap—just wake me when we're there." "Oh, okay," Bojo replied, holding back a smile since he must not show his delight at the moment. Five minutes later, Bojo called out tentatively, "Sir…?" Seeing that Frank was not responding, he promptly whipped out his phone and sent a text while driving. He kept sliding peeks behind him, worried that Frank would notice. Fortunately, Frank never noticed anything even after he sent his text. Bojo sighed in relief—it was Frank's own fault! He started this, so he had to get rough! - Around 7 PM, the old van drove into a textile factory near Chandlerton, stopping inside a warehouse without shutters. Frank looked on as Bojo gingerly alighted and dashed outside, and he only alighted when Bojo was completely gone. He looked around and chuckled coolly. "There's no need to hide, boys. Come out!" Eight men then appeared all over the two-floored scaffolding, all of them train