“If we’re too late, they’ll suspect us. We should get going.”
Mason looked at two actual prostitutes and guards. They were shivering next to guards who were tied up and fainted. Both of them were blonde with pale skin. He’s hiding like a mole and has specific preference. Well, that made his job easier.
Mason smiled at them, so they don’t get scared too much.
“About… 30 minutes later. I think you guys can go home.”