Chapter 739 The Blonde Deception
Janie’s face flushed crimson at the mere utterance of that sentence while Benjamin lowered his head,
embarrassed.
Waylon retrieved a packet of medicine from his pocket containing only one solitary pill.
“Once you take this, you’ll be fine. After that, have the doctor evaluate you, and you should be able to leave the hospital.”
Having taken the pill. Benjamin passed it to Janie and went on to prepare a glass of warm water for her.
Janie crushed the pill between her teeth before swallowing it.
Waylon spoke softly to her, “I trust you to keep this a secret for me, alright?”
With a reassuring smile and a nod, Janie responded, “I understand, Mr. Waylon. Don’t worry.”
Once Abel and Waylon departed, Benjamin requested the doctor to reexamine Janic.
All of Janie’s vital signs showed no abnormalities, leaving the doctor perplexed, yet no questions were raised, and so Janie was cleared for release from the hospital just like that.
Stealthily, under the cloak of night, Osea’s mercenaries and their arsenals made their clandestine arrival at midnight.
The mercenaries and their arsenal gathered in the basement of The Precipice.
Abel did as he did on his previous covert rescue mission at the Imperial Palace–he displayed the floor plan of the Imperial Palace and briefed the mercenaries on the layout of each location, this time doing so. in Spanish.
“This is Section G, a heavily guarded location within the Imperial Palace. The top floor contains the living quarters of the club owner. Emmeline was previously held captive in this area, but our current intel is limited. You must know that the Imperial Palace is the largest entertainment and leisure complex in Struyria.”
Benjamin emphasized, “Given the substantial daily inflix of patrons, our actions must be swift and precise while ensuring the safety of innocent bystanders. Any unnecessary involvement of civilians must be avoided at all costs. If the police are alerted and dispatched, the situation will rapidly escalate beyond our
control.”
Abel followed up, stating, “Therefore, our optimal course of action is to infiltrate the Imperial Palace and gather intelligence on the target’s whereabouts prior to taking any further steps. This will enable us to plan and execute our operation more effectively.”
“Then, who would be the most suitable candidate to conduct the reconnaissance?” Benjamin inquired. -Tll handle it,” Abel asserted. “I am well–acquainted with the layouts of the Imperial Palace.”
“Considering the high risk involved, it may not be wise for you to take on the task, Abel. Who on earth in Struyria does not know who Mr. Abel is?”
Abel suggested, “I can assume the guise of a woman. Even if my cover is blown, it would be less likely to raise immediate suspicion.”
Benjamin couldn’t help but laugh. “A man disguised as a woman? Abel, you’re over six feet tall!”
Waylon joined in the laughter and added, “This woman is exceptionally tall!”
“How about I go instead?” Benjamin said.
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