Chapter 407: Driver Warns Benjamin Off Darnell

The streets of Damascus were lively, filled with the steady hum of activity. Cars of all shapes and sizes moved along the narrow roads, honking occasionally as they navigated the winding pathways. Pedestrians walked along the sidewalks, some carrying bags of fresh produce from the local markets, others in groups, engaged in animated conversations. The scent of spices and street food wafted through the air, mingling with the occasional puff of smoke from small roadside stalls roasting meats and baking flatbreads.

Benjamin glanced out of the car window, taking in the scene. The city was a blend of old and new, with ancient stone buildings lining the streets, their facades weathered but charming, standing alongside more modern constructions. Some areas were more polished, showcasing wealth with upscale boutiques and cafés, while others displayed a more modest lifestyle, with small shops and vendors peddling their wares.

The atmosphere was vibrant, yet not overwhelmingly crowded. Childre