Chapter 1690

Asa was finding the whole situation more and more intriguing. If his memory served him right, this guy had been around the base for a good twenty years or so. Yet, he looked so incredibly young?

Santos seemed not to notice Asa's curious expression. He just said, "Thanks for the past few days. I should be heading out. If you ever need anything, just give me a shout."

This was like a promise wrapped up in gratitude.

Asa gave a slight smile as he rose from his chair, "No trouble at all. I'll have someone see Mr. Santos out."

Santos mulled it over for a moment but decided not to refuse. He already owed a favor, and playing it modest now wouldn't be wise. "Thanks."

Before long, Santos was on his way, driven off in a car.

Asa stood on the balcony of the second floor, watching the black car disappear from view, his face unreadable.

"Sir, why did you help Mr. Santos like that?" his assistant asked quietly from behind.

those who were after him? That was certainly not Asa's usual

his gaze back, tilting his head slightly. His sharp features looked even more defined. After a pause,

seeing that Asa wasn't keen on explaining further, he didn't dare ask more. "Should we have someone keep

you think?" Asa gave

it. I'll make

and headed

in a busy downtown area. It was still

the street and made his way to an SUV parked by the curb. Santos opened the door

clothes, had a fierce tattoo on his neck that gave off a tough vibez He just glanced at the rearview mirror and started the

to the driver's ways, waited for the pain in his chest to ease a bit before asking, "Did you bring

resting his arm on the window frame, replied lazily, "It's in the

reached over,

small, password-locked box. He opened it just enough to peek

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