Daniel's mind felt at rest. Here he was, finally free. He had actually gotten away from Adrian Valez, and the contract had been terminated.
It wasn't such a big issue, but it was worth celebrating. At least he hadn't been exposed or killed while staying there—that alone was something.
He heaved a sigh and leaned his head back, ready to catch some sleep, when his eyes fell on the back of a person seated in the front seat of the Ferrari.
The figure was big—not massive, but the muscles were enough to stand out—and the dark suit he wore fit perfectly. From behind, Daniel could see he was a brunette.
"Hmm, not bad…" Daniel nodded, but his thoughts halted completely when the figure, noticing Daniel's gaze through the mirror, turned to look back.
