Inside, the thickness of the smoke had risen by a large margin. If not for her evolved status, it would've been hard to make out anything aside from the voracious laughter and clatter of drinks as the women entered.
Karla took sight of the room in a glance. Multiple men, just as many as the women who had come in, sat lazily on leather couches, expensive drinks cluttered around the low tables in front of them.
"The women are here!"
The loud shout was followed by cheers as the other men raised their drinks high in the air.
"C'mon! Don't just stand over there! Let me feel those loads!" the man seated in the middle said, and the women quickly composed themselves before scurrying toward each man.
'He's the leader.' Karla's mind spun as she looked at the man who had just spoken.
This was where the major part of her mission came in. The subordinates might know snippets of things, but no one could compare to the leader. She had to be the one who got close to him.
