"Carl, how long have you been with Ashton?" Amber asked after getting into the car.
Carl's hands momentarily stopped as he insert the key to start the car.
"Don't be too on guard I'm just asking. I can see despite acting like the butler, you look so close to all of them," Amber explained as she looked out the window, looking outside as the car drove out of the parking lot.
"10 years."
'10 years? He looks like he's on his mid twenties, 25 or 26? Let's see, Ashton is eighteen. Then he was double Ashton's age when he became his... hmmmm friend?'
"Say, what martial arts do you know?" she leaned closer and asked.
Carl glanced at her, he can see her curiosity through her eyes.
"There are three where I am proficient with."
"Hmmmm," she nodded as she moved back and leaned back.
