"Come on. Come on..."
Left inside the car under the scorching hot sun alone, Rob was restlessly shaking his legs in anxiety, waiting for Damien to come out of the ostentatious mansion ahead.
"Shit. Just how long am I supposed to wait here like this?"
It had already been over an hour since that guy went inside. And he was yet to return, despite saying that it wouldn't take long for him to settle his affairs.
Even the guards patrolling all around the mansion were throwing creepy glances at him by now.
'Ahh, I just wanna get my money and go home...'
...Of course, it never occurred to him that it might be because of his crappy taxi that was parked in the middle of a bunch of world-famous supercars and a limited-edition electric one.
His brain simply wasn't working properly, knowing that he was currently on the property of someone who could bury him alive without anyone ever finding out where his corpse went.
