At night, a black Hummer pulled up at the door of Highland Private Club.
The door opened, and a tall, muscular man got out of the car.
This was a wild man.
He was wearing a black T-shirt, overalls, and military boots. His short black hair was clean and sharp, his skin was dark, and his facial features were resolute. At this moment, he had a cigarette in his mouth.
The man stepped up the stairs, held the cigarette between his fingers, whistled, and threw his car keys. The next second, the keys landed in the parking boy's hand.
Holding the car key, the parking boy bowed and said, "Good evening, Mr. Nigel!"
The man's tall figure blended into the clubhouse.
Mr. Nigel, whose real name was Nigel Lancewood, was the heir of the Lancewood family, one of the four major families in Nortown. He
