If the Salamanca Group hadn't known who the killer was when Hector's only son died, how had they found out now?
The more time passed, the harder it became to uncover the truth.
If they had known the truth all along, they would never have let Dante and his son spend the past few years living so happily and comfortably.
Su Xiao voiced the question.
Unfortunately, even Dante didn't know the answer.
Dante was willing to pay ten million euros and cover all their travel expenses.
But Su Xiao asked for only eight million.
Taking two million less earned him Dante's gratitude.
Since Dante's son had already been in the Salamanca Group's hands for over a day, there was no time to lose. Su Xiao and the two women would leave immediately.
Before they left, Dante suggested, "Take my private plane."
Su Xiao's eyes lit up. "That would be perfect."
Su Xiao had originally planned to drive to Tijuana rather than fly.
They couldn't bring weapons aboard a commercial flight.
They couldn't exactly fly to Tijuana and then buy weapons locally.
Tijuana's weapons regulations were much stricter than Night City's. Without a firearms license or local residency, gun shops wouldn't sell them any weapons.
But unexpectedly, Dante had his own private plane, which meant they could bring their weapons aboard.
That would let them land in Tijuana in just a few hours.
If nothing went wrong, Dante could be reunited with his son tomorrow, or the day after at the latest.
With everything settled, they all headed outside, but Jack suddenly spoke up. "Wait, I'm coming with you."
"You..." Su Xiao paused.
He hadn't expected Jack to volunteer.
"What about things here?"
"We'll be back soon, right? Leaving things for a day or two won't hurt. Besides, I'm just