After the adrenaline-pumping transaction, Dani stepped back into the car with steps that felt lighter. The door closed and he took a deep breath, enjoying the moment of silence in the car. "Which group are they, Dani?" Sardat asked, his voice flat but with a hint of feigning ignorance. Dani turned his head, his eyes met Sardat's cold gaze. "They are not the Mafia, Mr Vettel, but police from Helsia," Dani answered in a steady voice. Sardat threw himself into the car seat, annoyed. "Tch, they're worse than a bunch of Mafia," he grumbled looking displeased. Dani just shrugged his shoulders, his gaze remained straight ahead. "That's life nowadays, sir. You have a name, so you will be respected. But behind it all, their intentions are no different from ourshiding behind the good name of the police, while we don't." "You're right," said Sardat, his voice lower, but firm. "Come on, let's continue our journey." Dani nodded briefly
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