A little boy scrambled out of the car, stomping his foot impatiently. "Uncle! Hurry up! What if Nina leaves again?!"
If Nina Donovan had been there, she would have recognized the little boy as Miles Morgan, the very one she had rescued from kidnappers.
He was round and chubby from head to toe. For his meeting with Nina, he had donned a small suit worth a seven-figure sum.
He fiddled with his perfectly knotted tie and carefully smoothed his gelled hair. If not for his cherubic face, he might have passed for an overbearing CEO.
Just then, a man emerged from the driver's seat.
