“Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.”
-Julius Caesar (Shakespeare)-
Chapter 31; THE FIRE
Upon their departure, she promptly reached out to Fedel, eager to engage in a conversation that would illuminate the path forward.
“Meet me at the warehouse near the river.” She said and immediately hung up after.
She drove one of her more stealth cars, a Cadillac not her Bugatti or Porsche. She was fighting the urge to yawn while she was driving. When she arrived Fedel was already waiting on her.
She got out of the car and walked into the warehouse.
The moment he was in her line of vision she asked, “How’s the Sebastian hunt going?”
“It’s tough but I think I might know a guy.”
“Prep him and bring him to me.” She commanded.
“Yes boss” he rep
