"It's simple. Here's what you tell her: you say you want to come clean about everything, that you really were taking money from someone to drug her. But now those people are hunting you down, and you want to spill everything. Then you set a place to meet. I'm guessing this woman might come over herself, or she might bring a couple of people to talk terms with you alone. Doesn't matter. As long as she shows up in my line of sight, I'll move in and snatch her."
The hitman let out a cold snort and spoke word by word, his tone full of domineering menace.
The driver listened, dumbfounded, grumbling to himself, "Can this even work? This guy is way too full of himself, right?"
He stammered, trembling, "Isn't this a problem? I feel like the risk is huge."
