Exiting the mansion side by side with Adem, Eman, and Adem's butler trailing behind, we walked to the backyard where the supercars awaited. Once again, we shook hands, with Adem expressing his appreciation, "Friend, you are the best person I've conducted business with in this line of work. Everyone is animalistic and filled with violence. But with you, I never once felt like I was in danger. For the first time, I feel like I'm doing clean business, even though I'm not. I thank you for that and treasure these interactions. Please have a nice day, The Nameless."
With a silent smile, I clapped his shoulder, acknowledging his words, and entered the passenger seat of Eman's car. Eman started the engine, reversing out of the massive yard and into the streets of Trbovlje.
