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Between the agriculture and the rest area runs a wide, dense four-lane highway.

"It’s hard to find something more boring and lonesome than that out here. It
just reeks of gloom." Ahmed looks out over the grey and hazy landscape of the

morning. "Was there no information on which car they would use?" he asks.

“No, no. We didn’t receive any info. I assume they are just throwing him off,
taking the money, disappearing again. That's how they usually operate."

Ahmed looks at his wristwatch. "Okay, there are five minutes until they are

here." At that very time he spoke the words, Olina's mobile phone rings.
"Good morning," says Claire on the other end in a calm tone.

"Good morning," replies Olina, raising the car seat.
“Well, in 5 minutes time we will arrive, until that happens, you must stay

completely calm. This is business. Oh, and as I’ve said before, both of you must go

out and place your hands on the roof of the car. Understood?" Claire suddenly
sounds hectic on the last sentence. "Is that understood?" she continues.

"Understood," Olina replies.

“When you see a black Lexus drive into the square, the man with you goes out
and places the bag at the rubbish bin, by the public restrooms, yeah?"

"Okay. We are ready now, ”Olina replies.
Exactly at 10 am two SUV’s will ariive, a gray Porche Cayenne and a black Lexus

LX. Both cars will park at the square.

Oline nods and Ahmed gets out of the Mercedes and walks quietly towards the
bin, puts down the bag and walks back with haste. She gets out and stands by

their Mercedes with her hands on the roof. Ahmed takes a deep breath, and

assumes the same postion as her. Nobody says anything. A short minute passes,
and then a tall, slender man emerges from the Porsche. He has a scarf pulled up

in front of his face to cover it, and a green Nike cap pulled down over his eyes,

whilst wearing sunglasses as well to make sure he’s as incognito as possible.
With walks towards to bag with quick steps, he takes the bag and goes back to

his car again. A moment later, an intense roar sounds, as the Porsche makes a

wheelspin and violently passes by them, across the parking lot and then
disappears onto the highway. The back door to the Lexusus opens and Tom is

pushed out on the square, where he now stands.
"You may leave," says a voice.