"It must be that damn Brotherhood Gang, they are retaliating. God, I hate these people!"
The Deputy Director looked worried, but if one observed his eyes closely, a hidden smile could be seen deep within.
He had been in office for less than a month. Though he had solved a major case, he had also allowed the criminal organizations to plant a bomb in a car, killing a high-level agent.
He glanced at Lukar, if it weren't for Lukar going to pee, there would have been two deaths!
Two high-level agents dead. Even if they eventually handled the Brotherhood Gang, the reputation of the Golden Port City Dangerous Goods Administration would be entirely tarnished.
"Dale, the first issue we need to address is to check if there are bombs in any other vehicles."
His words sent a chill through the other special agents, and Director Dale paused, looking at the Deputy Director, "You're right, let's have someone check immediately."
But really, who the hell wants to do that?