Edwin chuckled to himself.

He stopped the car and rolled down the window. "Hey there, Mr. Jones. Enjoying the moonlight? Not exactly a scenic spot here, though. You're kind of blocking the way for others."

Raphael lowered his eyes and met Edwin's gaze.

He recognized Edwin... Mark's capable son.

When he'd returned to start his own business, his ultimate target had been the Evans Group. Now, the opportunity was ripe, but he couldn't make a move. The irony of it all wasn't lost on him.