“I'm James”

In a white sedan vehicle, Mikael — the fair-skinned man with sharp facial features and a light stubble donning sunglasses and a black leather jacket, casually watched the convenience store up ahead with the sign "Jack's QuickStop" at the top of the face of the building.

He was the one who Boss Hans of the Swedish Mafia assigned to find out what the deal was about Lenny.

Mikael raised his left hand slightly, checking his watch and noting the time. It was almost noon.

Leisurely scanning the neighborhood, he observed as individuals moved about their day with hurried steps, as shops around welcomed visitors, and as vehicles drove by. So far, there were quite a few cars parked along the roadsides apart from his.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry!" Mikael heard a female voice speak hushedly from somewhere around the corner.

Curious, he turned his neck to his left to see what was transpiring on the sidewalk behind him.