Chapter 2: Bad Boy Angel
True to his word, Taka sent a car to pick me up. I was duly impressed by the sleek black limo. I’d worked a lot of undercover cases but I’d never had the opportunity to ride in a car as nice as this one. I ran my fingers over the soft leather seat. The tinted windows allowed me to see out but no one could see in. Even the partition between me and the driver was tinted. This was living.
But I couldn’t let it get to me. I had a job to do. I had to remember that Taka was a mark to be brought to justice. Nothing more. Nothing less. I scanned the street signs as we passed, memorizing the names and which direction we were going in just in case I needed it later.
Moments later, the car pulled up in front a large building with a smaller building attached to it on the si
