Chapter 539 - Five Hundred And Fourty: She Doesnt Belong Here (1/2)

The third point of view:

He was efficient, Maggie noticed that as he ushered her into another car. From the men standing outside, she had no doubts that he was related to the mob or something else they wouldn't have come here safely so far.

Andrew - she finally came to know his name. Although that was the only conversation they had throughout the ride - abandoned the police car and the camouflage, tossing the uniform into the car that he handed over to the men before sliding into the new Mercedes with her trailing behind. She wondered what they would do with the car?

”Where are we going?” Maggie asked instead of ”where are you taking me?” she was not delusional enough to think he was going to kill her. If he wanted her dead, he wouldn't have gone through all the trouble of rescuing her.

However, as she anticipated, he didn't answer her. His gaze focused on the road as if her speech was a mere whiff that tickled his face.

But Maggie persisted, ”Are you taking me to my patron?”

He lifted a brow.

”I mean, he or she, whoever that is, promised to release me if I killed....” her voice slowed to a whisper, ”Fernandez,”

”You would see him,” He answered.

Thank God. He was beginning to think that he was mute. And he? Her patron was a he? Who was he?

”But that will be tomorrow. We have to stop at one of the safe houses and plan....” Andrew trailed off realizing he wasn't supposed to give her too much information. At least until they knew she was not going to be a liability to them.

Maggie noticed his action and shrugged,” I just want to know I'm safe, ”

”Don't worry, you're safe with me. It's an order from above that I can't defile even if I want to exchange you for forty million,” He intentionally held her gaze while saying that.

Maggie was supposed to be scared shit by that comment but she wasn't, he had a sardonic sense of humor. He didn't scare her.

”What do you guys do for a living? From what I've seen so far, you don't look like law-abiding citizens,” Maggie took advantage of the moment, who knows when he will open up to her again?

Andrew turned to her, ”Are you then a law-abiding citizen? Can you swear to me that aside from your 'case'.... ” he put it mildly, ”That you haven't broken the law? That you haven't stolen? Failed to pay taxes? Received or given a bribe? Malpractice? Have you?” his gaze bore into hers with blazing intensity causing to squirm on her seat uneasily.

”A-hem,” Maggie cleared her throat awkwardly, ”You should focus on the road. We can't escape an accident only to die in one caused by you,” she tactically avoided the question.