Chapter 8.

8: 30 am

It was a bright sunny morning on a Thursday. Sean halted the car to a stop the moment they arrived at the traffic light.

The road was really busy and cars were finding every way to move in and out.

Xan was leaning both his long arms on the hand rest wearing a bored expression.

He was wearing a blinding black suit. His jet black hair was smoothly brushed way back on his head.

His appearance was very expensive, you could almost pay just to have a glance at him.

Xan brought up his arm and checked the time on the silvery wristwatch.

" Sean....