Meir walked away from the room and went back to the reception, where he grabbed his phone and was about to dial Damon's number. But he stopped abruptly, having a rethink.
“I should go to him instead.” He mumbled to himself and made his way out of the Armory.
Damon had taken the car, so he walked to the express to catch a taxi. He was lucky to hail one down as soon as he got to the highway.
“It's almost done, Luca. I'll finally be able to see you again.” He said in a broken voice, and his eyes landed on the beautiful night view.
After a few minutes of driving, the car pulled to a halt in front of Lord D's house. Meir stepped out of the car and paid the driver in cash.
“You can have the tip to yourself.” He said, walking into the house.
The car zoomed off.
Damon was seated in the livi
