"Thank you... I'll take it from here." I took hold of the handle of our luggage, prying them out of Luke's reach immediately after he took them out of the car boot.
He shoots me an odd look but doesn't comment or say anything before shifting his gaze towards Doyle. Doyle seemed a little preoccupied and doesn't notice, leaving me wiggle room to initiate small talk.
"M-Mr Luke? About Dameon..." I hesitated to continue as his eyebrow twitched and his expression darkened.
S-somehow he seems scarier than when I first saw him...
"I just... Wh-what happened that day... You see..." I tried to explain myself when he cuts me short.
