Smile sped across the highway, breathing a sigh of relief. All his life working for Alberto, he had dreaded a face off with him but his very first had turned out just great. He was now free from the clutches of the old drug lord. He could put his past life all behind him and start afresh. Yes, he could start afresh with Charlotte Reeves, the billionaire painter that had changed his outlook towards life with her simple nature. He smiled to himself at the thought of spending some time with Charlotte, in a garden, on romantic dates, playing with Marty. It just seemed too good to be true.
"Thinking about my friend eh?" Sheila laughed beside him. He turned to her, suddenly remembering that she was in the car.
"I'll advise you remain quiet, Miss Mendez," Smile replied swerving to a free lane. "You are my prisoner now. And I like them quiet."
"I'll sure make a very stubborn prisoner," Sheila replied defiantly.
