Life at the Top

On the highway between Suesville and Waterhoof City, Ian told his driver to stop the car just as they arrived at the southern entrance of Suesville. His expression was cloudy.

The man was wondering what Jasper meant by his last words.

“But tell your driver to drive a little slower and steadier on your way back from Suesville, Mr. Hull. It’d be a shame if you died in a car accident.”

‘Was Jasper warning me?’

Ian took a long drag of his cigarette and looked up at the sky above. The highway stretched onward to the horizon, curving from time to time like a large dragon. The unease in his chest grew.

It was like there was a sinister plan waiting to devour him somewhere under the dark night ahead.

“Motherf*cker, this b*stard! If he has no qualms playing dirty and hurting Benny and Hans, then there’s no saying whether he’ll let me go unharmed or not.”

Ian abruptly tossed the cigarette onto the ground and looked up at the driver. “Send me to the airport instead. I’ll fly back to Waterhoof City. You can drive over.”

“Mr. Hull, it’ll only take two more hours to drive back. If you choose to fly, with security checks and everything, it’ll take you at least three

do as I say. Am I the boss here or are

decision looked to others, but he did not dare take risks with his

Gale’s support. The large support would arrive tomorrow,

act foolishly than

while he was on the highway, then he would truly

further

conversation had slowly arrived at its climax with

we aren’t complete strangers. I’d like to just get this out there. I’m very

Pearl Tower, on the other shore of Harpoon River, as

beautiful scenic pictures in his past life of the Harpoon River, the current view lacked a symbolic skyscraper—the Waterhoof City Financial

was precisely where the tower would be

branch now, and John has already told me of your intention, Mr. Laine. Our

We can always negotiate.” Jasper