Chapter 213: To You on Earth (6)
Rewind a little, to the moment Yeomyeong’s party followed the Right Thumb into the VIP room.
In a secluded room on the club’s upper level, necromancers watching the CCTV all wore expressions of irritation.
“Shit, they went into the VIP room.”
That space was reserved only if every guest turned out to be a superhuman.
If there were two, they’d be guided to a regular room. If just one, they’d be taken to the underground corpse storage.
The Ring Finger, seated in front of countless CCTV monitors, scowled as he picked up his pager.
“Business is fucking done for the day. Of all the damn times... Fuck! Do you know how much money this is!”
His tone was more like a merchant than a necromancer.
There were three necromancers in the room, but only one of them called him out on it.
“You’re really thinking about money right now? What if those bastards really are CIA agents?”
The stiff, gravelly voice belonged to the Middle Finger—an old man. Second only in age to the Thumb, he didn’t even bother hiding his fear of the U.S. government.
“This is why I said we should go to Mexico instead of the States...”