Chapter 117

• “What is that?” Adrian asked him.
• “This is my inheritance, Adrian. Your father buried it exactly where I ask him.” Igor smiled. It was a good thing as the equipment that Igor had insisted on wasn’t easy to come by and that usually meant money. Lots of money.
• They drove out of Seward and stopped next to a black SUV along the side of the road. Igor got out and spoke to the man at the driver’s side. The man that got out was wearing a hoodie with dark sunglasses and a cap over his head. He was very nondescript and it was hard to describe someone so ordinary.