Ezra gripped the steering wheel tightly as he navigated through the bustling city streets.
The night had just set, casting a deep blue hue over the skyline. Neon lights flickered, and the hum of nightlife began to rise.
He felt a mix of relief and tension as he thought about the recent transfer of assets to the newly created G and M Transport Services. The move had been risky and all that was left was the fallout. All he could do was wait for the dice to fall.
As he drove past the rows of high-rise buildings and vibrant billboards, his mind wandered to Griffin. All that was left was for Griffin to handle the investigators who had been after him.
He knew that all this did was put him deeper into the count's debt but he wasn't worried about that this time. Every shadow seemed to stretch longer, every glance from pedestrians seemed more suspicious. It was as if the hand of god could fall at any time.
