PRI Chapter 47: Alvaro Playing the Double Agent Again

"Alvaro, what are you doing?"

Inside the neon-lit street, garbage bins were piled together, and the dark, cramped alley was filled with vomit from homeless people and scurrying rats everywhere.

Alvaro had been staring at the narrow entrance when he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

His body shuddered, but fortunately the shadows shrouded by nightfall were pitch black, making this subtle movement very inconspicuous.

However, Alvaro was still very worried. He quickly took two puffs of his cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and looked toward the person approaching while pretending to act nonchalant.

"Luis, what do you think?"

"Smoking without calling your brother!" Luis sported an eye-catching mohawk.

He grinned cheekily and came over to snatch Alvaro's cigarette butt, "You didn't smoke before, right? Did you add some good stuff to it?"

"Hey." Alvaro angrily tried to reach out and grab it back, but Luis dodged.

"What, getting angry?" Luis chuckled and threw the cigarette butt back, "Catch."

Alvaro didn't catch it, letting the cigarette butt fall to the ground.

"Looks like you're really angry, buddy. I was just joking. Why are you so tense?"

Luis first showed an apologetic expression, then narrowed his eyes, "You're not hiding something from Boss Gian, are you?"

Alvaro's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously suspecting whether Luis had discovered something.

But after thinking it over, he said expressionlessly, "Did you come looking for me just to question me?"

"Of course not, I'm just a bit suspicious." Luis looked him up and down, "Why did that guy Miguel die, but you escaped back safely?"

"Did you give in? Sell your ass to the police? Or did you sell Gian to the prison guards?"

Alvaro gritted his teeth, "You're questioning my loyalty to Gian! I've been with the boss longer than you!"

"Haha, just joking. I'm just asking casually, don't overthink it, buddy."

How could Alvaro not overthink it? Although Luis was recruited by Gian last year, he was now one of the boss's most trusted guys!

It was said this guy used to be a ruthless character who killed without blinking, and his specialty was torturing enemies.

If he found out about his secret communication with the prison, he would definitely experience the most terrifying torture in the world and then die miserably.

Just thinking about such a future made his legs go weak but no matter how scared he was, he had never thought of betraying Lind.

Alvaro himself felt strange, why was he willing to risk his life working for Lind?

Was it because of fear?

Well, perhaps compared to Luis's torture, he was more afraid of the eagle-style interrogation.

So after deciding to go down this path to the end, Alvaro actually felt relieved.

He glanced at the figure vaguely moving past the alley entrance, then silently turned and walked toward the back door.

"What, planning to go back and confess to the boss?" Luis followed him closely, still making those unfunny jokes of his.

However, Luis didn't expect Alvaro to suddenly respond to him.

"That's right."

He stopped and said, "I betrayed him."

"What!" Luis was first stunned, then delightedly widened his eyes, showing a bloodthirsty expression, "You're not joking, are you?"

"Of course I'm not joking."

Alvaro looked at him coldly, "Go tell the boss quickly."

"Hehe!" Luis grabbed Alvaro's collar, "Come with me, traitor!"

"Unfortunately, you'll have to go alone first."

Suddenly, an unknown voice sounded behind Luis.

Before he could react, a bullet fired from a silenced pistol pierced through his neck.

Blood instantly flowed to the ground.

Alvaro broke free from the dying man's grasp and mocked, "Screw your jokes, not funny at all, just like your face, truly disgusting! Bah!"

After cursing, he kicked Luis away and looked toward James, who was wearing a hood.

"Where are Gian and Smith?" James asked.

"They're in a private room on the second floor, but there are no windows here, and his lackeys are everywhere. With just this few people, can you handle it?"

"Don't worry, although we don't have enough people, sufficient firepower is enough."

James called to his teammate beside him, and immediately someone came over carrying a gun.

Alvaro saw the shotguns in their hands, then looked at the M26 hand grenades hanging from James's waist, and couldn't help swallowing.

The destructive power of these things indoors was not to be underestimated.

But where did they get them from? Could it be that Warden Lind had another identity as an arms dealer?

No time to think further, Alvaro led the tactical squad through the back door, helping them find the way.

However, when they reached the corner of the first-floor staircase, they couldn't move forward at all because those drug dealer lackeys were standing meticulously at the stairway entrance.

"What do we do?" Alvaro, hiding in an empty private room, asked James for his opinion.

James looked at the number of people, then at the space in the corridor and made a decision, "In a moment, you go straight upstairs, find Gian, and tell him someone has invaded."

"Huh?" Alvaro was shocked. This was making him play the double agent again?

Why did he say "again"?

Well, he had already done it once.

But...

"Why do we need to do this?"

Alvaro didn't understand.

James explained, "We're going to attack directly in a moment, so whether you tell him or not won't affect anything. But if you do tell him, if the mission fails, you can gain Gian's trust."

"I understand." Alvaro didn't expect that James, this seemingly rough man, had actually thought this far ahead.

"Of course, to make the act more convincing..."

James leaned close to his ear and explained some things.

Five minutes later, Alvaro walked out of the private room, putting on an anxious expression as he rushed to the stairway.

"Hey! Alvaro, what are you doing? The boss is busy!" The black lackey at the stairway stopped him.

"I have urgent business to tell the boss!" Alvaro pushed past the black lackey, "He's in danger!"

"What?" The lackey who was planning to continue blocking him was stunned, letting Alvaro rush past.

Then Alvaro ran straight toward the innermost private room, and before the lackeys could catch up to him, he pushed open the door of the private room.

"Cheers!"

Inside the private room, Gian Fraser was toasting with Sheriff Smith. Hearing the commotion, he angrily frowned and looked toward the door.

"Alvaro, what the fuck are you doing!"

"Boss Gian!"

Alvaro ran to Gian's side with a panicked expression, but his eyes kept avoiding Sheriff Smith's figure.

"Something's wrong!" he said quietly but forcefully.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him like this, Gian wasn't sure either and decided to listen first.

Alvaro leaned close to his ear, carefully glancing at Sheriff Smith while saying, "Luis betrayed you! He's in cahoots with Sheriff Smith and plans to raid the club tonight to catch you!"

"Fuck!" Gian, hearing this, angrily smashed his wine glass.

Then he directly drew the pistol from his waist, but instead of aiming it at Sheriff Smith, he pointed it at Alvaro and said, "Are you fucking looking to die!"

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