The tyres of the silver colored Bugatti la Voiture Noire rolled to a stop in the parking lot.
With one look outside, Nord exhaled. He was here again, like the other times. Like the person he was to see the one person that mattered a lot to him.
He was usually a busy man. Although in the actual terms of it, he did not do much when it came to his business. Still, he had to be present for the executive decisions. Those steps would not make themselves and he liked to be thorough. That way, Nord reasons, he would be ahead of the competition curve.
This put him ahead of his fellow dragons. As dragons that they were, the earnest desire to own treasure was something notable in them all. In the modern times that they were in, only a few had retained the ability to amass treasure. And actually
