Chapter 842

“Alright, it’s over. Want to grab a drink in the afterlife?”

After parting ways with Sessen, who still had to handle the aftermath, the group took the elevator down. Leaning lazily against the cabin wall, Oliver suggested, “Or we could hit the Afterlife Bar. Mrs. Wells’s fries are worth the trip.”

“No problem for me,” Jackie replied readily. Then he turned to David, who had been silently keeping watch like a proper bodyguard. “Hey, David—Maine and the others should be free these days, right? Call them out for a get-together. Been a long time, choom. And after a job this clean, it’d be a crime not to celebrate.”