He light jogged towards the door to the backseat, waved off the chauffeur and stood aside for Stella to enter the car.
Stella noticed the subtle display of chivalry, but forced herself to remain clueless. She whispered a 'thank you sir' and adjusted towards the other side of the window. Matteo slid inside and shut the door himself.
"Go," he ordered, and the convoy of two began to move. He had suggested taking extra protection, but his client spoke against it, claiming that it would be too conspicuous.
He knew what he meant, but he forced himself to believe that he was here for a property. However, there was a growing unrest in his entire being. He tilted his head backward slightly, to see if the G-wagon was moving. When he had satisfied his curiosity, he turned back to the road and settled into the seat.
