Bolonicov, supported by two bodyguards, trudged through the shrubbery, struggling with each step.
At this moment, he looked nothing like the pampered figure he normally did and was in a complete disarray, yet filled with hope.
Because the retreat was going too smoothly...
The gunmen they hired had driven the vehicles, carrying people pretending to be him and Snowden, out of the factory, and about 5 kilometers out, they encountered an attack. The evacuating convoy, like honey attracting bees, drew almost all the teams surrounding the factory towards it.
Just as Bolonicov thought, most people wanted Snowden dead while also getting their hands on those important documents, so their attack was almost relentless...
The battle on the highway had once again plunged the quiet factory surroundings of less than two hours into intense chaos.
When everyone's attention was drawn to the southern road of the factory, the north side was unusually quiet.
