Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 749

"Damn, how did the cops find us? Who spilled the beans?"

"We've been flying under the radar for years. No way they could've cracked our cover. As long as we keep our lips zipped, they can't touch us."

"Quick, make this place look legit. Get those unprocessed goods down to the basement, pronto."

When Officer Baldwin barged in with his squad, he was greeted by a bunch of dust-covered workers, each minding their own business with innocent expressions plastered on their faces.

"Officer, what's going on here? We're all law-abiding folks, wouldn't dream of doing anything wrong."

Officer Baldwin's keen eyes scanned their rustic faces. For a second, he wondered if No. 13 had gotten it wrong. These folks didn't fit the bill for criminals at all.

But then he remembered No. 13's warning: "Not everyone in jail is a villain. Not everyone out here is innocent. Watch out for those wolves in sheep's clothing."

"Search every inch of this place," Officer Baldwin commanded.

to work,

while, they came up

sir," someone

the "workers" in the room. Their vacant stares were like those of clueless

No. 13 playing

why would someone who couldn't care less about freedom and life play such a

for hidden passages and secret rooms. I'm not buying that we can't

one "worker" with a lousy poker face

have to dig

"Yes, sir."

found a hidden passage leading to the basement. Soon, they rescued

looked terrified, their clothes in tatters, their skin

were so scared

them, Officer Baldwin's

police. Don't be afraid. We're here to take

deceit daily, had lost the ability to tell truth from

down

couldn't bear the thought of his own