Chapter 57 Ours As Well

• Mr. Maverick found himself nestled within the cocoon of his car's plush interior; his mind awash with worry over his daughter's safety when an unfamiliar number lit up his phone screen with an incoming call. His initial reaction was to dismiss it, his instincts on high alert, fearing it could be yet another menacing call from a rival gangster. The mere thought of such a possibility sent shivers down his spine.
• "What if they've targeted my mother this time?" He pondered, his hand instinctively meeting his forehead with a resounding slap, a physical manifestation of his distress. This life, he mused, was far from the one he had envisioned—a life perpetually haunted by the looming specter of fear, whether for his own life or that of his loved ones.
• "Are you alright, boss?" Thomas, his ever-watchful driver, inquired from the rearview mirror, breaking through Mr. Maverick's tumultuous thoughts. Startled back to the present, he let out a heavy sigh before responding, "Yes, Thomas... there's just been a lot on my mind lately. But I'll manage."