Chapter 72 Pret

• The yellow taxi car parked on the other side of the road, opposite the restaurant. The glasses were tinted, and it would be difficult to spot whosoever was inside it, the car's occupant's dark gaze was fixed on the average man who was sitting next to the transparent wall of the restaurant.
• He did not seem to be in a hurry or have the intention of driving away anytime soon, and his dark gaze wasn't ready to be taken off the man sitting in the restaurant. Even when he lit his cigarette, he did not take a glance off the man.
• The car's occupant rested his back lazily on the driver's seat to enjoy his sight and his cigarette better —he rarely takes cigarettes but this time, he is using it to pass away with time…