Bob looked so tired when he got into the car that took him away from the Rosso recruiting place. Occasionally he winced in pain as female paramedics treated his wounds.
"We are lucky that the government of this country has approved of our operation." The driving agent spoke. He drove the van at a reasonably high speed.
"Perhaps our state officials made an irresistible deal.... Let's not talk about it. Most importantly, they even want to escort us." Another agent sitting in the front checked the rearview mirror to see the two sedans following them. "Hey, is our friend in the back okay?"
The third agent, sitting in the back seat to watch the blonde recruiter for the Rosso family, replied, "Everything's safe. He's still asleep."
Bob looked at one of the Rosso group's top brass, who was now tied up and had his mouth taped. "What are you going to do with him?"
