50 Shades of Drake 5 and 6

More Life: Chapter Twenty-Seven

    "The target has been sighted."

    "Engaged in?"

    "Leaving the hotel in a cab, disguised. Carrying a small bag."

    "Follow him." A bunch of commotion could be heard in the background of the call, and those sounds were briefly muffled before the voice returned. "Still following?"

    "He's taking us clear across the island."

    "My time has run out, but I expect a full report on the next call as to his destination and activities there."

    "Understood." The passenger gave the driver of the tinted windowed vehicle a sideglance. "You caught all of that?"

    The dark-haired driver gave a curt nod. "Full report."

    Sighing, the bald passenger braced an elbow on the car window ledge. "I doubt he's going anywhere important. Following him feels like a waste of time."

    "You never know. The disguise is a bit..."

    "Yeah. Or he could just be trying to avoid getting recognized by the locals. Enjoy this beautiful place without interference."

    The driver shrugged bulky shoulders. "It's our job to follow him, so we follow him. Easy enough. If he leads us on a goose chase, all we have to do is put that in our report. Boom, we've done our job."

    The passenger grunted some form of agreement. His facial expression didn't match his verbal sentiment. He was still very much convinced that this trip was an entire waste of their time. Why couldn't the target be lounging on the beach instead? At least that way, the passenger and driver could get an eyeful of beautiful young women wearing next to nothing. He perked up slightly as the cab ahead of them slowed. "Are they stopping? We're in the middle of nowhere."

    Sure enough, they were flanked by a forest of trees. The cab slowed to a halt and the driver mimicked this action, so their vehicle didn't draw too close to the cab. 

    Getting spotted by the target is the last thing we need, especially with the boss being in a mood this week, the passenger thought. "What are they doing?" the passenger hissed, losing patience. 

    "Maybe he needs to take a fucking leak. Can you calm the hell down? You're making me anxious. Shit. They could have slowed down for any number of reasons. Relax."

    After huffing and puffing some more, the passenger gradually calmed his own nerves. The driver was right. The target and the cab driver could've slowed down for a number of reasons. Just moments ago, he was worried about this trip being a waste of time. At least he was getting a bit of entertainment and mystery on the ride.

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    "I thought you said you knew where the town was," Aubrey said, leaning forward between the two front seats. "We should have turned a ways back."

    "There is another place for us to turn up ahead," the dark-skinned cab driver insisted.

    Aubrey squinted through the windshield. "Another place for us to turn somewhere in this forest?" he asked, his brows drawing together. "This shit is starting to look like the movie Wrong Turn."

    "The movie what?"

    Aubrey shook his head and sat back. "Couldn't we just reverse and turn around? I know the street we should have turned on. I just figured you knew a quicker way to getting there."

    "But this is the way," the cab driver insisted. "I know the way. I live here my whole life, I know the way."

    A loud screech sounded behind them.