"What was that all about?" Kane asks as he walks back into the room.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Hm. Another secret." He pulls the seat close to the bed, then he lowers himself into it. "My driver is on his way."
"What's gonna happen when he gets here?"
"I guess we have to wait to find out. I'm still wondering why he'd want to hurt you. That makes no sense to me."
"How much does he know about me?"
"Almost nothing. He met you what, two times?"
"Does he have a family? Kids?"
"Three of them. He loves them to death."
"He wouldn't want to go to jail and leave them without a father." I note, and Kane nods.
"Plus he has been driving me for close to three years now and he's always been very reliable and very appreciative. He even asked me if I could employ him to chauffer me fu
