CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Getting through the gate was easier than they expected. Pete had an extra chauffeur uniform in the front, which Ray changed into on the way up.
When Pete rolled down his window, the security staff didn’t see anything unusual about two imposing African-American drivers. Maybe they were so used to their own clients having extra security that it didn’t strike them as odd that other folks would too. And since the passenger was unaware of Ray’s existence, he didn’t say anything when he was asked to lower his window so they could confirm his identity. They never even checked the trunk.
After dropping off the client at the main entrance, Pete was instructed to drive around to the side where the other limos were waiting. He did so. Keri listened quietly as Ray explained how hi
