A high-class and secured house, a custom action-ready four-wheel drive and a laptop with the best specs money could buy. As long as you had money, you could have anything you desired. 

In the presidential suite of the Sheraton hotel, Xia Lei’s fingers tapped across the keyboard in a fiery dance. The laptop soon displayed a set of traffic surveillance footage captured on Number 48, St. Cross Street. 

Under the veil of night, the ancient building was silent. Xia Lei could see light through some windows but could not spot anyone behind it. Two armed guards remained at the entrance, but they weren’t the same people from this morning. A shift change must’ve happened some time ago. 

It took no time for Xia Lei to pull out footage recorded today. He then set to work, trying to find Yan Fo and Augustan in it. While he had managed to see the FA vehicle entering the building, he did not see it exit. Till...