Nathaniel drove through the night, he knew he was being followed.
He was prepared for this, he was certain that the Syndicate wouldn't let him get off so easily.
If they had sent several people before him to negotiate with Christian Hamel, then his almost miraculous conversion of the man was something that would be suspicious to them.
He quickly gave Clark a call and placed his phone on speaker.
"Sir," Clark said as he answered the call.
"I'm certain you are aware that I'm being followed," Nathaniel said as he glanced at the rearview mirror, spotting the suspicious pair of headlights that had been trailing him for a while now.
He had made awkward turns into streets he knew were less likely to be used by people.
"We are," Clark said.
"I'll make a stop at a convenience store, if they don't leave then I'll head for the apartments," Nathaniel informed his assistant. "You made sure everyone was paid?"
