Picking my wife

“Drive to the hotel, I need to pick up my wife. Now that everything has been settled we won't have another truck chasing after us” Harrison said.

“You are quite interesting, young master. You are so full of surprises, and I am not sure if I have seen all of you. There seems more” Ramon couldn't hide how astonished he was.

“I came from the street, Ramon. I know many things” Harrison smirked. The latter could only smile and leave the topic for another day.

“And the truck driver? What do we do to him?” Ramon asked, and instantly Harrison frowned. He had wanted to use him to bring out the truth from Raymond, but in the end, he wasn't needed.

“Where is he now?” He asked.

“He is with my men in one of the vehicles running after us. You tell me what I should do with him and I will get it done” Ramon replied.

“Beat him to a pulp and throw him in a cell. That should serve as a lesson for trying to take a life. Though no one died, I can't turn a blind eye to it” Harrison replied. He just wanted