"He's here." Renante tapped the table, his eyes hovering over the entrance of the restaurant where a middle-aged man had just entered.
Hearing his voice, Wolf followed his gaze. He had memorized the portraits of their targets and he confirmed that it was indeed the last person they were waiting for.
The two exchanged a tacit glance and continued eating, acting completely natural. From time to time, they observed the targets, hoping to glean some information from their actions, but the three showed no signs of abnormality.
Soon, one of the targets finished his meal and stood up, preparing to leave. When he walked past another target, he discreetly left a note on the table.
Wolf and Renante were observing them so they noticed his actions.
"I will follow him. You stay here and watch the other two." Without waiting for his response, Renante stood up and left.
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