"Let's get up," Michael patted Gabby on the cheek, "We're here."
The only lighting in the housing complex was the street lights and the moon. Several dry leaves were scattered along the asphalt. The wind that night made the bodies of the two teenagers tremble slightly.
"They must have slept." Gabby muttered as he looked at the darkened house.
Adam hurried out of the car and overtook the two teenagers. The back of the man who was clad in a black coat turned his back to them. Both of his hands quickly opened the fence of Michael's house.
"Young master, young lady," Adam turned his head and showed a worried expression on his face, "Are you all right?"
Seeing Adam's frowned face filled with an expression of concern made Gabby feel guilty. The woman was so overcome with panic that she didn't have time to tell Adam where she wanted to go.
