The Wizard of Dazney Land (2)

Los Angeles, California.

The weather was beautiful.

It was almost a shame to go meet a Mexican cartel that had killed dozens of people and trafficked enough drugs to get tens of thousands high.

But what could I do?

I had come here for work, so I had to work.

"I've been to America several times, but this is my first time inside an FBI office."

Han Yu-na looked around in fascination.

Then again, why would anyone with a normal job ever come here?

"Should I go in, too?"

"I think we can leave the interpreting to Rowan... Rowan, would that be all right?"...