Meanwhile…
Slater followed the people dragging the hostages without care out of the underground prison. His mouth was pressed into a thin line as he watched from the side.
"Ugh—" Walter was dragged out, forced to walk even when it was obvious he couldn't.
"Get up!" the soldier dragging him shouted. He tugged Walter's injured arm, making the latter wince and sweat profusely. "Get going! Get the rest! The madam is waiting!"
With that, more soldiers dragged out more hostages. There were quite a few soldiers, expecting to carry all these hostages out. But as they busied themselves, Walter took a peek at Slater.
Slater discreetly nodded at him, and Walter nodded back.
"Ugh…" Walter forced himself to go. Even in pain, he didn't let that hinder their plan.
After all, Slater's plan was risky, but in its own way, it was genius.
