The Amazing Marcus Puth

Two step ahead!!!

Marcus, as cool and collected as a seasoned professional, offered a polite nod. "Nice doing business with you," he said, his words carrying the practiced tone of a man who'd been here before.

Rising from the table, he turned on his heel, his footsteps silent as he navigated the maze of tables and chairs. He knew that the man, already scheming, would dispatch his men to track him down.

Slipping into the bathroom, Marcus wasted no time in removing his mask and jacket, his transformation complete in mere moments.

The man, a wolfish grin curling his lips, wasted no time in making a call to one of his men who was sitting across him.

“He made his way towards the bathroom.”

"Yes, boss," he murmured into the phone, his voice low and conspiratorial.

His men stood up, straightened his suit and put on his sunglasses, knowing the plan well. He would find Marcus, and when they did, they would take the money and end his life. It was a brutal business they were in, but one they understood well.