Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 103

I woke up somewhere high over the Atlantic Ocean.

I'd asked Luigi to get me to an airport. Then I gladly paid him the rest of his money.

"Thanka you, Jake," he had said.

I shook his hand. "Thank you, Luigi. You were a big help to me and I appreciate it. Look me up if you ever decide to come to America."

He nodded. I knew I'd never see him again.

That was the next lesson I learned about the detective game: people that won't be in your life for long can still have a significant impact on it...