Grandma's Treatment Plan

Zachary was surprised to find a familiar face waiting for him when he stepped out of the airport in Zurich. He immediately recognized that the person was Ryan Bellmore, the short racecar driver he'd met a few months back.

"Welcome to Zurich, Zachary!" The short guy said when Zachary stepped before him.

"Ryan, why are you here?"

"Of course, Emily sent me to fetch you," Ryan replied with a grin. "I know the entire city's layout since I have been here for four months. So, don't worry. I'll be able to get you to your destination."

Zachary beamed, shaking his head. "That isn't my concern. Aren't you supposed to be racing cars somewhere? When did you turn into a common driver?"

Ryan chuckled, brushing a hand through his hair. "I'm here on some other business. Do you remember what I said when we met back in Trondheim? When I'm not racing, I'm also a middleman of sorts. So, I spend a lot of time traveling to various European countries."