Chapter 73 It Doesn’t Make Sense

That afternoon, as Javier drove back to the office after taking care of some personal business, a van started haggling him on the road and forced him to stop by the side. Immediately, three more vans appeared and surrounded his car.

As he looked at the thugs getting out of the vehicles, Javier figured that it most probably had to do with what had happened last night. The man showed no signs of panic though, and even had the mood to pat his pockets for a cigarette, only to realize he had none.

“I need to remember to get two more packets and keep them in the car when I go out shopping next time.”

Muttering to himself, Javier got out of his car and was about to pull his phone out of his pocket to toss it back into the vehicle when he spotted a familiar face. It was a large, shiny bald head. It was the fellow who had wanted to cut his ear off the last time.

Javier wracked his brain and finally recalled his name. “Sam Langdon, right? Great timing! Come, come. I’ve run out of cigarettes