Leon's Point of View
“Where to Boss?” The driver asked curiously, slowing down and waiting for my response.
“Let's go to the airport,” I said quietly, turning towards the window as he sped up.
I took a deep breath watching the car approaching the airport and knowing there was no turning back.
“Some things are better left unsaid,” I said quietly, clearing my throat as I prepared to leave the country.
Walking towards my private jet, I brought out my phone to make a call.
“Make sure she is comfortable,” I said firmly, ending the call at the foot of the staircase into the jet.
Entering the jet, I saw some of my men, sitting already, they had been waiting for my arrival for quite some time.
“Good Evening Boss,” they all said in unison, raising to their feet and waiting for me to be sea
