CHAPTER 66

Michael Meyers tapped the steering wheel impatiently as he waited for his client to arrive. They were supposed to meet at the cafe this morning, but his client seemed to be running later. He looked at the watch on his wrist and realized that it was fifteen minutes past 11 am. Their scheduled meeting was at 10:30 am. Michael clenched his jaws and his eyes went down to the object on the passenger’s seat. It was a big brown envelope. And in that big brown envelope was the file he had stolen from the hospital. The Rylan Daystar file.

Michael had been stunned by what he found. He never expected that. He thought that Rylan Daystar was a normal rich kid who had been spoiled from birth, but that wasn’t the case. There was more to the story than Michael expected. He looked up and saw a black Cadillac coming his way. The plate number was concealed, and Michael immediately knew that it was his client. His stomach churned in excitement. It was payday.

He had thought at first that this job had