"Mike are you sure this is a good idea"
"we've already gone this far Ray, we have to complete it, we can't back out, not now, just take the damn phone place the damn call so we could get rich"
He said pointing at the cell phone placed on the table between them. Ray, a slim dark skinned guy in his late twenties had a lot of scars on his body, scars from numerous fights, he had lived in the streets and now he ruled his part of it, he did dirty deals but he had a bad feeling about this man, why would he fake his kidnap to dupe his parents, he had asked the reason but Mike never gave his a reasonable answer.
He stood up from the black armchair he was sitting on and walked towards the window, he stared at the rising sun for quite some time, making Mike all impatient, he concluded in his head that none of it was his business, all he needed was his cool cash, in millions.
