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Hearing that, Sinclair's face fell again as he stared in fright at the door.
After hanging up the phone, Alex stood next to Heinz and said to Sinclair while he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Mr. Stone, the Interpol is here for you. In fact, they have been keeping tabs on you for a while now. Unfortunately, you just didn't notice it. You have had some good days, now let's just treat that as a consolation for the freedom that you're about to lose soon. You might not be able to enjoy such good days anymore."
"No." Sinclair shook his head. He subconsciously wanted to run away.
Yet, at that moment, the door opened.
Three men walked in. They were all tall and their expressions were icy. They nodded lightly at Heinz and Alex upon seeing them.
"Mr. Jones, thank you for your work," the leader of the pack said with a smile as he extended his hand to Heinz.
Heinz shook hands with him and said, "Dylan, I'm just doing what I should do."