The time Justin spent designing the circuit for Jimmy seemed excessively long. Over a week had passed without Jimmy receiving his call. He couldn't help but worry—what part of the process was having issues?
Could it be that Justin doesn't usually handle this kind of business and thus lacks the necessary resources?
Jimmy sat idly in his office, sipping tea, lost in thought. When people are bored, they tend to let their minds wander. Being too idle leads to trouble. Yet in his current position, even if he wanted to take on serious tasks, no one would assign them to him. Ruiz's previous words were very clear—him taking the initiative would be too disrespectful to those above. So even if he found cases that interested him on the computer, they wouldn't be assigned to him. He could only ponder his own matters, particularly those unofficial.
Priest Rodney had already purified his gun, though he really had no use for the third gun, so for now, it remained locked in the safe.
