Dylan was confused. He was all prepped, his knife sharpened and ready to go, but now the boss was telling him to wait.
"Why? Let's just get this done so we can get our money and get out of here," he pressed.
John glanced at his phone, his brow furrowed.
"We're waiting for someone. But with this damned weather... I don't know if he can make it tonight. If not, we'll have to wait until tomorrow."
Dylan's internal alarm bells went off.
Another accomplice?
No way. One more person meant a smaller cut of the money.
Assuming his boss didn't trust his abilities, he quickly protested, "Boss, I can handle this myself. You don't need to call for backup. If you don't believe me, you can watch. I guarantee I'll get the job done."
John saw right through him.
He clapped a hand on Dylan's shoulder.
"It's what the buyer wants," he explained.
"Don't worry, you'll get your full share. This guy is just coming to get something from her. After he's done, we'll take care of the rest."
As he spoke, his gaze drifted over to Janina.
Dylan was sharp enough to understand.
Some things were better left unknown. If the boss didn't elaborate, he wouldn't ask.
Their conversation drifted into Janina's ears.
A third person was coming to take something from her.
What could it be?
Money?
Impossible.
They were clearly here to kill her.
A chilling realization washed over her, and she suddenly understood.
There was only one possibility: her organs.
It had to be Yvonne.
To make sure Janina didn't try to escape again, he pulled out the drug-soaked cloth, ready to knock her out.
"Just tie her up. You don't need to drug her," John said, frowning at the cloth in Dylan's hand.
He was annoyed by Dylan's initiative but didn't want to make a scene.
Dylan just grinned. "I'm just worried she'll run. This is safer. Plus, we can get a good night's sleep."
"Fine. It's almost two in the morning anyway. I'm going to bed. You should get some rest too. You'll need your strength for tomorrow's work."
With that, John left and went to the room next door.
Dylan grunted in agreement.
After knocking Janina out, he double-checked her restraints, and, satisfied that everything was secure, he switched off the light and left.
The room she was in wasn't fit for sleeping, so knocking her out was the only way they could rest easy.
Exhausted from the day's events, Dylan collapsed onto his bed and was soon snoring loudly.
John was no different. Within minutes, he too was fast asleep.

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