Back in the car, Drig was different. His expression had somehow become serious, and she thought it was because of the state she had left him with. It didn’t take long for her to know. The moment she buckled herself with the seatbelt, he handed out a black leather box at her he retrieved from the backseat and which was containing gadgets she once saw with them one night she was sneaking in their place. Just less the guns and other deadly weapons.
“What am I going to do with this?”
“Julio called. He said we’d head to the mansion.”
“You mean to Cicero? Are you sure? Then… What…?” She was panicking. Drig seemed to be in a hurry, so he helped to earbuds on her. The one was already on him. “What is this for?”
“Flavio will instruct you on what you need to do on our way there.” He jerked his
