On the morning of the meeting, Jerry and Mark found themselves huddled in an Uber as the drizzle painted the windows with a watery haze. The air carried a distinct chill that sent shivers down their spines, despite the car's heating being on. The cloudy sky seemed to mirror the uncertainty of the situation they were walking into.
In the dim light of the rainy morning, Jerry leaned over, his eyes locked on his phone's screen, directing the Uber driver with precise instructions. Mark, his longtime friend and partner in both mischief and misfortune, sat beside him, his eyes occasionally flicking to the map on Jerry's phone. Their hushed conversation held an air of cautious tension, as if speaking too loudly might trigger some unforeseen disaster.
