Lyner's movements were being monitored by all the neighboring countries, and they all reacted the same way and went into high alert.
In Neon City, several gang bosses, those involved in hiring the assassin to kill Alex, had gathered in a fortified lounge beneath a nightclub. The room, more panic bunker than leisure suite, buzzed with tension.
Some paced. Others barked orders into dead phones. Most scowled at the sealed monitors, trying to piece together what the hell was happening.
"What the f*ck is going on?! The government suddenly initiated a lockdown on the city, and now no one could leave or come in."
"Did a powerful enemy enter the city?" Another boss asked, glancing around nervously.
"I don't know... but do you think this is about us?" someone whispered. "That job we ordered... or maybe the other stuff?"
"Bullsh*t. If they wanted us, they'd already have raided our places. And besides, they've got no proof we did anything illegal."
