Chapter81:Susan Blows Hot At McDonald

Susan Pablo was driving home in a convoy of Rolls Royce when a fleet of Austin Martins and Lamborghini double crossed her and brought her Rolls Royce Phantom to a screeching halt. Flanked about by hefty looking security, Susan Pablo knew she would always be safe should any trouble arise. And in cases of shoot out her luxury super cars were bullet proofs. This she took solace in and often dared to relax during violent situations. She took off her sunshades and shot a glance at her security. “What the hell is happening?” she queried her securities who were as puzzled as she was, “Who the hell is that?” she queried yet further stretching her neck to see if the offender had alighted. But nobody seemed to be alighting from any of the cars. It seemed scary and suspicious. “I can’t tell, boss,” one of the securities replied and bowed. “But I guess whoever it is has come for trouble. Nevertheless we will put everything under check and repel danger. You have no reason to panicky, boss,” the sec