I sat in the car glancing out of the window, Magnus's hand held mine on the seat, he was reading something on the phone, and then cursing some people. I thought it was not okay. Honestly I was bored and Magnus not talking to me was not helping the matters. There was no music either, I was starting to get sleepy.
"These people think they can just sweep in and take it all." Magnus muttered, he looked at the driver from the mirror and caught his attention,
"Do you know Mr Miller, the one with a bloated stomach and limousine?" Magnus asked the driver, I saw the driver nodding in reply, is this how they identify people? I wondered.
"I know his personal bodyguard." He said.
"Even him, I don't know why a military man felt the need to protect a rich bloated man who knows nothing but betrayal
