Chapter 64
On a Texas Highway.
A sudden downpour flooded the dark Texas night. The rain fell hard, splashing against the ground with sharp, rhythmic beats. The once oppressive heat began to cool as the storm raged on, turning the dry, desolate land near the highway into a blurry, rain-soaked landscape.
In the middle of it all, a red pickup truck roared down the road, its headlights cutting through the storm like the glowing eyes of a dragon. Inside, the soothing tones of Hotel California drifted through the speakers, the classic guitar melody blending with the sound of the rain, creating a peaceful yet haunting atmosphere.
Pietro was at the wheel, driving lazily with one hand. His elbow rested against the window, chin propped on the back of his hand as he tilted his head slightly—his pose almost effortlessly cool. Though he'd never admit it, he was imitating Leon. He'd seen his boss drive like this several times before, looking flawlessly handsome from every angle, especially in profile. It was a look Pietro tried to emulate, though at this moment, there was no one to admire it.
Wanda sat in the passenger seat beside him, dressed in tight black leather pants and white sneakers. Her long legs stretched out in front of her, resting on the dashboard. With a baseball cap pulled low, she scrolled through her phone, looking entirely disinterested.
In the backseat, a figure lay stretched out, but in the darkness, they were barely visible.
"Ugh, still over a hundred kilometers left," Pietro groaned, glancing at the GPS. The glowing map showed they still had 137 kilometers to go, and his mood darkened. He had already been driving for three hours since dinner, and it looked like they still had over two more to go.
Bored and exhausted, he sighed, wondering how much longer he could endure the monotony.
Pietro glanced at the person sleeping peacefully in the backseat, and his frustration flaring. How is this guy sleeping through all this? He clenched his jaw, fighting the urge to pick up the entire truck and sprint the rest of the way himself.