It was yet another Saturday Evening, The city was buzzing with life and the streets were lit, The Sun was down but the Night had only just begun. It was that time of the week, the time to let loose, feel life and feel free.
The three brothers had made their way out of their hotel room early, it was still 8pm, a long time till dawn, They had arrived at Five in the evening, It was New York, the city that never slept and all though they were here for a business deal, They believed in the quote, “Play Hard, Work Hard”.
“What Cars are You Taking?”, James asked immediately they sauntered out of the elevator, He turned around, “You heard me right?”. He asked again but only a series of laughter followed. James clenched his fist, He forced a smile to keep himself from showing the rage he felt .
