“Number one rule of this job,” Josh’s boss said, “is to never speak. Don’t ask ‘how’s it going’, don’t say ‘nice day, eh’, say nothing, just drive to the destination Michelle enters into the GPS and wait, capiche?”
“Yes sir, um, who’s Michelle?”
“The Boss’s assistant.”
Great, Josh thought sarcastically, don’t speak, got it. He got into the driver’s side and began to look around the limousine. Sweet ride, he thought as a ding jolted his attention toward the navigation screen. Where are we off to? He tapped the screen to reveal the destination. He cocked his head. The fairground?
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