The Return of Lord Bryan

Chapter eighty three

Bryan got in the car and told Robson to step down. "I can't leave this to chance, I have to be sure that he doesn't get out of sight," he stated.

Robson looked at him from the rearview mirror and nodded. "I would be perfect for this drive. I know the city and the mistress, Mrs Claire told me that you haven't been around much since...since you recovered. I think my knowledge and muscle memory of the city would do great," he said, "I also haven't taken a break from driving since I started twenty-three years ago," he reminded him.

Bryan sighed, he had a split second to decide if he should take over the wheels or let the man do it. He was right that he hadn't been driving for a very long time and he also didn't know the layout of the city as much as someone who had been living there for the past years and had a better knowledge of the nooks and crannies of the city.

"Fine, make sure you don't lose sight of him!" Bryan snapped and Robson nodded as he pulled the car into reverse and sped