Chapter 70 Chaos

• The traffic on the Road was rapidly devolving into a paralyzed gridlock of honking horns and frustrated commuters. Evelyn, her patience fraying, tried one last time to appeal to the man's logic.
• "Sir, we are blocking the entire street," Evelyn said, her voice strained but professional. "Let's pull the cars to the side. I've already told you, I will take full responsibility for the damages."
• "Pull to the side? You just want to make a run for it!" The man, a burly character with a thick gold necklace, was joined by a second man stepping out of the red Porsche. This newcomer was taller, wearing dark sunglasses and sporting a prominent tattoo that crawled up his neck. He had the unmistakable aura of a street-level thug.