Legacy Of The Chaotic Heir

Chapter fifty three

The Bolt driver found himself engulfed in an atmosphere of escalating tension as Richard, shrouded in an enigmatic all-black ensemble, wordlessly slipped into the back seat without offering a single greeting. The palpable unease in the air thickened, as if the night itself held its breath, apprehensive of the mysterious voyage unfolding within the confines of the Bolt car.

Adding to the driver's disquiet was the realization that Richard's chosen destination was a rarity on the ride-hailing map. This obscure locale, making its appearance perhaps twice a year in the driver's usual route, now emerged under the cloak of darkness – a peculiarity that elevated the journey to an eerie level of uncertainty.

As the Bolt car merged into the tapestry of the city's nocturnal rhythm, the driver couldn't shake off the sense of trepidation that clung to the air.

Richard, an enigmatic passenger, remained silent, his intent veiled in the shadows of the all-black attire. The city lights flickered agai