“"You think?" responded Taylor sarcastically. He rolled off the huge bed in the suite of the stadium where he had stayed after the fight. The evidence of last night's drinking was long gone with not an empty bottle in sight, but his head was the only reminder he needed. His eyes took a while to focus, and he found Jafar standing just a couple of metres away watching him. "It's still weird, you know, waking up to find you looming over me." "Why?" "Well... come on, we've been through this a hundre...d times...I give up. You got that car ready?" "Yes." "All right, then give me a few minutes, and we'll make a move." "Where?" "To see an old friend." * * * They soared through the French countryside. Parts were luscious and green, but other areas remained a wasteland compared to what they once were. They both knew Weaver wouldn't be happy about them vanishing from his sight, but that only pleased Mitch further. It was just the two of them and a driver from the Deveron. "You know who lives out in these parts?" asked Taylor.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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