Seeing Jimmy and his group park, a man in a flower shirt got out of the car in front. He had slightly curly brown hair and didn't look very old, probably in his thirties.
He opened his hands as he approached Jimmy's car, "Oh, my friend, sorry for meeting you so late."
He stopped in front of Jimmy's car. Jimmy glanced at Javier, who looked equally puzzled and shook his head: "I don't know him."
Jimmy glanced at Alejandro and the others, who didn't get out of the car either. He looked at the man in front, pointed at himself with his left hand, and the man nodded with a smile. Jimmy opened the car door and got out, not putting away the Glock in his right hand.
The man laughed and said, "Relax, my friend, no need for hostility. Look, if we planned on doing something, it wouldn't be here."
Jimmy stared at him for a few seconds, smiled, and put the Glock back in its holster, "So, who are you?"
