Nicolas Garcia's POV
"Are we there yet?" I asked Luis as he was typing away on his iPad. I cannot understand this generation of technology. I mean, pfft, I was one of them as I was storing all of my business information and deals on a data server that I have bought from an American company, The Kent Tech.
"could you not do that?" Luis asked me. I arched my eyebrow.
"do what?"
"That! Your whining was stripping my intelligence by the seconds," he said as he put on his earphones and left me alone to my thoughts. I pouted my lips as I went to look at the streets.
Spain. My tuff, my territory.
My home.
The sun was shining like it has been blessed by the god. I was so happy that I was out of that dreadful country called Romania. I was going to give a handful to Kyle after his honeymoon.