The chauffeur looked despondent. "Enough to ensure I won't get killed."

Darius raised an eyebrow. "Do you see that guy over there? The one who's daydreaming. I want you to get out of the car and find the right time to drag him in here. Then, I want you two to get out of here. Don't bother about me and how I'm doing."

The chauffeur gulped. He said in a small voice, "I report to Ms. Erin, Mr. Reid. She's the one who pays me."

Darius gave him a surprised look. "Are you trying to say that you won't