Chapter 29: The Meeting

Anastasia Honchar's POV

I did not recollect what just happened. One thing leads to another, the old man vanished from my eyes as we went toward the basement. Marco was holding me tightly as he helped me to get inside the car and we went out of the building. We were driving on our way home when my phone ring. The number was unknown but I might have a guess who was it so I picked it up.

"where are we going?" I asked him as he was driving out of the building. I can see that Marco was intense as he should be. I was about to kiss that old man but it was for a great cause. Can he forgive me for that?

"Marco, I—"

"Do not say another word," he said as he was gripping the steering wheel. I went silent as I don't want to push him further. Who knows what he will do once the facade of the good guy wore out. the phone rang again before I answer it.

"Hello?" I asked as I was looking at the street at night. It was lively like the people were drinking and partying right now.