Sitting in the front passenger seat of the white SUV that raced through the highway at a speed of 150 miles per hour, I attended the package that I had asked Silva to buy for me.
A dark crimson coat that matched my suit.
A pack of premium cards.
A Black Marker.
3 blank white cards.
These were the items that I may or may not need in the party. I could have taken a few additional things, but sadly, I neither had the time, nor the money to prepare them.
Seems like everything is in place. I felt looking at the contents of the bag, counting them one by one at least three times. Once made sure that everything was there without missing even a single card, I took the crimson coat out first.
Raising my right hand, and passing it through the armhole of the coat, I put it slowly. Then, placing the marker in the right pocket, the white cards in the left and the playing cards in my inner pocket, I once again looked at the highway in front of us.
