The person in the passenger seat took in an oil-paper bag to inspect the amount of cash, and after confirming the accurate count, handed the man a small silver case, restarted the vehicle, and left the street with the press of the accelerator.
The entire transaction was executed rapidly, taking less than thirty seconds.
Allen Zhang glanced around and saw no cameras, and there were no pedestrians in the dead of night. He thought for a moment and spat his gum out the window, "Hit him!"
"What?" Sieg looked at him, doubting his life choices.
"Hit him slowly, just enough to knock him out or incapacitate him. It could also serve to intimidate him. Your speed control during the day was pretty good."
Allen Zhang said, "I'll count to three. Three, two, one..."
Sieg did as instructed immediately.
Buzz!!
The pickup truck roared to life, and as the physician Han reached the intersection, he turned to face the headlights, his mind going blank.
