James got into the backseat.

Beside him was a fifty-year-old-looking man in a big black jacket. He was wearing a cap and a pair of sunglasses. As he lowered his head, James could not discern his appearance.

Madelyn was in the driver’s seat. She turned around, removed her sunglasses, and looked at James with a smile. “We meet again, James.”

James glanced at her. This was the woman who lured him into a trap.

Then, he looked at the man beside him and said, “Reveal your identity.”

Yaroslav