Don't leave...

The moment the car screeched to a halt, I turned to Ron. "Are you sure he is here?"

After an hour of Ron's investigation and collecting information from his men, we were in front of a tall skyscraper in the south part of the city. He couldn't track Syl's phone because that man's phone couldn't be traced!

How would his men trace him if he fell into some kind of danger?

Ron nodded. "Yes. I…asked some of my men to keep an eye on him sometimes when he goes somewhere without guards. Don't tell him that. Thankfully they came in handy tonight. He is here. On the top floor."

"I won't." I was actually thankful that he kept men keeping an eye on his boss who considered himself a superman. "Why did he come here anyway? Anything special about this place?"

He looked outside, up at the building. "The De Sylvano family moved into this penthouse when they first arrived in the states. After some years, they moved to the De Sylvano mansion. He usually leaves the city or country when this date arrives,