I said goodbye to all of the boys, and I climbed into the car with Max.
I was anxious, and I couldn't even lie about that. Kai, Gabriel and Lucas drove in the backseats as well for extra protection.
Francesco and his men drove right in front, and we drove behind Alex and Cassian, who were driving a fair distance behind, and Enzo and his men were behind us.
I put my bulletproof vest on, and put the hoodie back on again.
"Goddamn, this better just run smoothly." Max mumbles, and he puts his hand on my thigh, rubbing comforting circles on it, while his other hand controls the steeringwheel. His eyes were fixed on the road, concentrating on following Alex.
Why was I so anxious this time? Maybe it's because this was a new job... I'm sure that's it..
Although I wasn't this anxious wh
