On his way home after work, Joey started walking, only to head in the direction opposite to his house.
The man Director Miller had assigned to follow Joey saw this, quickly reported it, and continued to tail him.
He kept a distance where he wouldn't lose his target, but also wouldn't be seen.
After documenting Joey entering the room with a camera, the tail quickly left.
'Who knew if someone else was watching? Better to be cautious.'
Meanwhile, the atmosphere on Joey's end was just as tense.
"Why are you here at a time like this? Don't you know you're supposed to wait for me to call you?" a thin man said as he opened the door. A sinister glint flashed in his eyes as he saw Joey.
'What if he was followed?'
'Useless!'
The thin man beckoned toward the interior of the apartment, and a burly, bald man quickly walked out from an inner room.
The bald man stepped outside and scanned the area. Only after confirming there was no one suspicious around did he go back in.
