The meeting
It was almost ten thirty when they finally reached their destination. For about the last hour, once the sun had definitely gone down, Sylvia had ridden in the front of the car, giving Danny directions to an old unused factory on the industrial side of town.Danny parked the limo next to the only other car, a black Porsche with darkened windows."Now when we're in there I want you to act subservient," instructed Sylvia."Don't worry honey," replied Danny with a smirk, patting Sylvia's thigh. "I'll...