Jack and Katrina left the hotel; the chauffeur was waiting for them. Jack checked his pocket; there was the card with Bugatti in there.
Jack smiled then entered the car. Katrina followed along, seating inside and spreading his leg. Jack looked outside; the people were watching him.
Jack was now used to the attention, but it was still amusing. The car slowly started to drive.
It didn't take long for them to reach the manager's house. The manager's house was a modest two-story building, and there was a garden in front of the house.
The house was located in a remote area, and Katrina quickly opened the password-locked door. She knew the password for some reason.
"The manager's wife was my teacher in high school, and I used to come here often for tuition," Katrina said while opening the door.
