“Pinar is doing well. It was a shame that our time together was short lived,” Azriel replied with a grin, without hesitation, pulling the Land Rover out of the parking lot. “We do not get to see each other very often.” He sat relaxed in the sea with his elbow comfortable resting on the arm rest.  The GPS was set to take him back the way he came toward the city. While he drove he wore an expression which showed he was lost in thought, thinking about Pinar. As it should appear, he thought, in order to keep up appearances.<br/><br/>Farid’s wariness did not go unnoticed. He did not blame him for his actions. If the situation was the other way around, he probably would have done the same.<br/><br/>“I assume you have a place where we can discuss business,” Azriel said after awhile, breaking the silence. “There is… much that we need to get done. The sooner we get started, the better.” Out of habit, he kept his voice low and maintained a very business-like tone. He didn’t take the eyes off the road when he spoke but he gave Farid his attention nonetheless. Azriel was here to do a job, whether this man trusted him or not, and was not in the mood to keep going back and forth with this ‘are you one of the good guys?’ game.<br/><br/>It would be a lie if he said there were no questions to be asked. There were a lot of things on his mind right now, things he wanted to know. But it was not in his nature to ask questions. Hope kept quiet and just focused on the road, silently going over his information. There were a lot of missing pieces, which he was sure Farid would fill him in on. That said, he was better off just letting the information come to him. That way he knew Farid and his men were doing their jobs.<br/><br/>“I was informed that you and your men have been gathering information over the past few months,” he went on. “I trust it will be enough to go on.”