Chapter Three
The city of New York passed by Leo in concrete gray, denim blue, and fluorescent lights as he looked out the car window. Passed by him was a relative term. He could walk faster than the car traveled in traffic. The busy street was more a parking lot than a thru way.
“Sorry it’s taking so long, gents,” said the driver.
He tipped his hat as he looked back at Leo and Giles in the back seat. Their driver was a New York native. He was tickled when he learned he’d be driving around a real live king. In fact, the man had actually giggled like a schoolgirl when he’d come face to face with Leo.
“That’s quite all right,” said Leo.
“Was that you said you want to quit, your royalness?”
Leo had traveled extensively before he was crowned. Back in his school days, he spent a good deal
