In Marvel, the System Works for Me
Felipe thought for a moment, then said to Jenny, "Put the Claw Restaurant matter on hold."
"All right." Jenny didn't ask why. After decades with Felipe, she knew how he operated. If he wanted to discuss something, he would ask, "Could we put it on hold?" Whether his tone was stern or as casual as ever, once he made a statement, it meant he had thought it through and made his decision.
Jenny also sensed a trace of unease in his words.
Some couples were like that. After enough years together, one could always tell when something was wrong, no matter how well the other hid it.
Jenny found it odd. What person or thing in a backwater town like Black Pine Town could make Felipe wary?
She guessed it had to do with the unexpected fallout from the human-trafficking business. More than fifty people had died, after all.
"Jeffrey, how's the pharmaceutical plant?" Felipe asked.
"Good. Production is on track, and sales are gradually gaining ground," Jeffrey replied.
"Mm. Well done." Felipe nodded encouragingly, then said gravely, "Find someone to cover for you at the plant. I need you to handle something for me personally over the next few days."
Jeffrey sat up straight. "What is it?"
"Investigate the backgrounds of the Claw Restaurant's owner and employees. And Geralt Winchester—focus on him."
With that, Jeffrey stood, opened the safe, and took out a stack of bills.
About ten thousand Beli.
Felipe looked Jeffrey straight in the eye, placed the money in his hand, and pressed down lightly.
He preferred this to words when he wanted to show how serious he was.
"This is for expenses," Felipe said. "Investigate discreetly. Don't start any conflicts. Report anything you find to me immediately, and don't