The taxi ride to Donald's warehouse was tense. At first, when Ethan told the driver of the location, the driver turned around.
His face was full of shock and disbelief.
"Wait. Wait. Are you really sure you get the location right?" the driver asked.
It was clear that his voice was shaking a little. "You mean that warehouse? Donald's place?"
"You know him? That's good," Ethan replied calmly, his tone steady. "That's the one."
The driver hesitated. "Sorry. I can't take you there."
"I'll pay triple," Ethan replied quickly. "If that is not enough, name me your price."
The driver took a moment. Going to that place? No matter how much money he was offered, he would still hesitate.
"$500," he said, trying to make Ethan give up and leave.
"I'll give you $600."
"What?!"
The driver took a moment to recover before letting out a deep sigh. "Fine. I can only take you about 100 meters from there."
