A week has passed since the secret take over of Richard Morrison's branch had occurred. It had also been two weeks since Rachel and the girls performed their high risk secret mission in Tyler's night club.
Life was moving at a smooth pace once again. Everything seemed easier, simpler. Darren focused on structuring his money for every coming rise and fall of Bitcoin, while at the same time, motivating Kara and the rest of the IT team to mine more Bitcoin.
For the 20+ million he had withdrawn, he'd spent it on a private jet, the Gulfstream 450 which he had named Razor for no particular reason, and he had bought a painting to an auction he attended with Olivia.
Today, however, he had a different, more business-driven objective in mind.
The sky above Los Alverez shimmered with the fading lavender of dusk, and the air held that rich, ocean-tanged scent that only coastal cities could boast.
