Iago's sprawling Hampton mansion loomed in front of Delnard and Jonathon as the car came to a stop in front of the spacious driveway. It was a perfect, sunny day but the atmosphere inside the car was getting chilly if not comical!
"Jon," Delnard asked as he cut the engine off. "Tell me what's the plan again? Just run it by me, quick!"
Jonathon grimaced at his best friend. "We don't have a plan, remember? What happened to winging it? Don't tell me you’ve suddenly developed this serious concern for your mortality that you lacked an hour or so ago!”
Delnard breathed. Suddenly the vision of heavily armed men guarding the perimeter of the driveway made him nervous. It had been a while since he was on a trip abroad brokering deals with rich people who had goons with them. They should be used
