Won’t leave

Remo's heart raced as he heard Tony's urgent voice on the other end of the line. Without a moment's hesitation, he grabbed the keys from one of his men and bolted out of the hideout, the lawyer following closely behind.

Fumbling with the keys, Remo cursed under his breath as his hands shook with nervous energy. The urgency of the situation weighed heavily on him, making it difficult to concentrate. But before he could unlock the car, the lawyer placed a hand on his shoulder, halting him in his tracks.

"I don't think you're fit to drive," the lawyer said, his tone firm but sympathetic.

Remo didn't argue. Instead, he handed the keys over to the lawyer, his mind racing with worry for Abby's safety. Together, they practically threw themselves into the car, barely managing to shut the doors before the lawyer started the engine and peeled out of the driveway with a screech of tires.