His blank face stares back to her as she turns, rubbing his smooth chin for moment as he quietly hummed before he spoke.
“Hard to tell, my sources gave me conflicting reports—only a few details everyone agreed on, all of which I’ve told you. I figure if we can’t shut it down———-
This time.
She considers his words, looking from the warehouse and back to his featureless face. She hadn’t heard of anything like that in these streets. Leads her to believe he’s right about the movement of the product.
“How long?”
She asks, trying to establish a sort of >