Chapter 185 - Munich (1/2)

It took just over an hour to get to Lille, a town near the border of Belgium. Due to its central location between Paris, London, and Brussels, many viewed it as a 'stopover' destination.

As Jackson and the others pulled up outside an address that Amelie had given them, Jackson glanced out the car window and saw some people sitting outside a cafe. The French enjoyed people-watching, so all the seats outside the cafe were turned to face the street. Jackson quickly pulled out his phone and made a video call to Amelie.

Even though Jackson had heard of the name Jean Louis before, he had never met the man in person. After all, Jackson's gang operated from the South of France and Jean Louis was based in the North of France. However, Jackson's boss, Jacques, did have some interaction with the man. On the odd occasion when he needed to smuggle goods across the northern borders, he would usually contact Jean Louis and Jean Louis would contact Jacques for anything related to the south. Both men were criminals, but they were both honorable in the sense that they respected each other's territory

So, even though Jackson had never seen the man, Amelie had accompanied Jacques to meet him a few times and knew how he looked.

”Is Jean Louis here?” Jackson asked as he put Amelie on video call and scanned his phone across the outside of the cafe.

Amelie looked carefully at the faces that appeared on her phone. She had only seen the man 3 times, but she was confident she would be able to recognize him.

As Jackson pointed his phone towards a brown-haired man, Amelie suddenly screamed out, ”Stop! That's him! The one with the beard! That's Jean Louis!”

Jackson peered out at the brown-haired Frenchman. He was sitting by himself but he looked comfortable and confident like he owned the place.

”Stay here,” Jackson said to Halia, Trisha, and Oliver as he stepped out of the car. ”I'll be right back.”

He then walked over to the man and sat down next to him.

”Hello, Mr. Louis,” he said straightforwardly in French.

The man turned his head and looked in surprise at the handsome oriental man beside him.

Firstly, he was surprised that this oriental man knew his name. Secondly, he was surprised that he spoke French. And lastly, he was surprised that he approached him so confidently.

”Who are you?” the man asked.