Finley was blissfully unaware of the fact that he had been exposed.

On the way to the airport, he kept telling his assistant to make sure to do a good job in dealing with the Italian mafia’s family members, and to make sure nothing would go wrong in Seattle.

The assistant took down notes one by one, and asked, “Young Master, should we send someone to Vancouver to investigate the girls from last night? Perhaps the mastermind has something to do with them.”

“No! Don’t do that!” Finley refused w