Driver, pull over here.

As instructed, the driver pulled to the side of the road and parked the car. After several seconds of silence, he began to scramble out of the car. "The door!" he mumbled to himself. Pedro stared at him as he stumbled around the car, nearly tripping over the curb. Upon the door opening, Pedro got out, giving a glance at his new driver before walking toward the steps of the newly renovated building in front of him. upon entering the building, he spotted a man walking down the hall toward him.

Ghost my friend, how are things going? Is there someplace we can talk?

Leading the way, Ghost walked to a room in the back of the building. On a table in the middle of the room sat two glasses and an undistinguished brown bottle. Ghost poured the contents into the two glasses, handing when of them to Pedro.

I see everything is going well in your new position. I know you did some great work as a captain to Marietta, and you have certainly done fairly well with whatever I have asked of you. You are certainly deserving of another stint as a captain in Detroit. I welcome this return, Ghost.

Raising his glass in a toast, Pedro quickly downed the contents of the glass

A noise coming from the front door drew both of their attention. They spotted Pedro's driver picking up the coat rack he had just knocked over. "I see you got a new driver Pedro," said Ghost.

Pedro shook his head, letting out a long sigh.

Yeah, that's Julio. Sometimes I wonder if he is smarter than a turkey.

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