Finn Taylor walked out of the bar and glanced at his watch. It was about time to attend the party that night, but something bothered him—he didn't have a car.
Frank Lucas had smashed his Ferrari. The BMW was with his wife, and it had been a long time since he had driven it.
Finn Taylor glanced at the manager of the bar. "Do you have a car?"
"Yes, but it isn't very good. It's just a Buick that costs about 10,000 dollars."
Finn Taylor had visited the bar many times. Although the manager didn't know the former's true identity, his boss always treated Finn Taylor with respect every time he came.
The manager took all that to heart. As such, he immediately responded the moment Finn Taylor posed that question. However, he felt that his car wouldn't fit the latter.
"Can it be used?"
"Yes."
"Alright then. Hand me your key and get Frank Lucas to give you 150,000 dollars later. I'm buying the car from you."
