C82 The Powerful Thompson Group

"Hey, why'd you park there? How am I supposed to recruit anyone?"

Everett was visibly frustrated as the car blocked his recruiting spot. He yelled towards the Mercedes as it came to a stop. With a loud thud, the car door swung open, and a young man stepped out, dressed in a Giorgio Armani suit. He was in his late twenties, with fair skin, a middle-parted hairstyle