The map led them to a dark neighbourhood on the outskirts of the city.
Zavier was relieved that he had gone for a less conspicuous car, they still stood out like a sore thumb but all they got was dark stares from the occasional group of hoodlums and the bare chested children who stopped their play to watch the car drive past.
“I guarantee they see a good number of expensive cars on a daily basis.” Nikolay muttered darkly, keeping an eye out.
The windows were tinted so they couldn’t really see in but the occupants of the car could clearly see out.
"And I'm pretty sure it wasn't because they were philanthropists either." Zavier added, his voice tight.
Shaira could tell that Zavier wasn't pleased by the fact that she had insisted on tagging along, it didn't help that their destination tu
