CHAPTER FIVE
A limousine stopped, and the door instantly opened up. The driver looked around but there was no one coming or getting out for that matter.
“Damn it! Where is he? He is like a beast. Look at him walking as if he is the President? Blast that horn quicken him a little.”
The sound of the horn startled Marson, but he did not change his speed. The driver of the limousine started laughing.
“He can’t even lift his legs. It feels like he has to carry himself to be able to walk fast,” he said.
“If he was fast as well upstairs. Was better. If he had both Bs that was great?”
“And what that, sir?”
Asked the driver.
“The balls and the brains?”
The driver laughed.
“He has the balls. No doubt!”
“He just needs to be trained to master your status, Sir. He will be the best replacemen
