Four cars; two Mercedes-Benz, a black Camry and one solid Jeep raced over the asphalt road in the middle of the forest that led back into the New Republic City. Their journey was a long one but it sure gave them the private time they needed. All cars were specially meant for the occasion as proclaimed by Damian himself to his men.
The bodyguards were extremely armed, not that he got weapons for all of them but thanks to the guard he met earlier when he first got to the airport on his way into the United States. This security guard was the one responsible for the displacement of weapons to the guards and Damian was fully happy at this, his mind felt at rest a little but not entirely.
The cars were not left behind as they were wholeheartedly armed with bulletproof surfaces giving it the ex
