All the way to their destination, Anne didn't speak at all. She was still annoyed at Alan who harassed her in the room a while ago. She preferred to stare at the busy city streets of Tromso rather than having to talk to Alan, who was wrapping his arms possessively around her waist.
"What happens, Nick? Why is the road so jammed?" Alan protested to Nicholas who was his navigator tonight.
"It looks like there's a big event going on at the art building, sir." The driver from the hotel answered Alan's question.
Alan raised an eyebrow. "An event at the arts building? But why didn't I hear this kind of information before?"
Nicholas, who realized Alan's great anger, immediately grabbed his cell phone and tried to find out what caused their trip to be interrupted this time.
