At exactly 1 pm, I made my way to the parking lot as instructed, my hands sweating with anticipation. I noticed a black sedan nearby, I figured it was Alex's, but the tinted windows gave no clue of those inside.
I was walking slowly to the car when Alex leaned over and rolled the window down. "Do you need help getting here? Get in, we don't want to keep him waiting," he said, this time his voice sharp and lacking any kind of warmth.
I just nodded silently and slid into the passenger seat beside him, the air thick with tension between us. The drive to the client's location was quiet, interrupted only by the sound of engines and occasional car honks with a deliberate avoidance of eye contact.
As we pulled up to the towering skyscraper, Alex finally spoke "You ready for this?"
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