LUCAS
"Sutton, park," Lucas mumbled and the car beeped as he tossed the phone on the seat next to him before he buried his face in his hands.
"Searching for parking space... Parking lot found." The car dived to the ground and began to slow down. "Parking... Currently at Milos, parking lot." The car came to a stop.
Lucas let out an exasperated sigh as the doors began to curve back into place and the resilient screen slid down. He had just received a phone call from Parisa Barnes telling him not to come to the institute anymore because she hadn't been able to contact Jacob Peterson, the scientist, whom she wanted to introduce him to.
He wasn't surprised when she had told him, just disappointed. A part of him had been expecting her to do this because he doubted that she really wanted to help. She had said she would call him back as soon as she got a hold of Jacob but his mood had turned sour already.
