Yvette Larson hummed as she walked out with a trash bag. Then, she spotted her husband lighting a cigarette in a car.
She tossed the trash bag into the trash can next to her and walked straight up to Finn Taylor. There was an indecipherable smile on her face.
Finn Taylor felt his hair stand on end as he caught a glimpse of that smile.
"Not bad, Mr. Taylor. You're even driving such a luxurious car now."
Finn Taylor was so frightened that he immediately got out of the car and stubbed his cigarette.
"Explain yourself." Yvette Larson was polite and still had a smile on her face.
Finn Taylor picked up the cigarette and walked toward the trash can.
"Where are you going?"
"To throw this cigarette away."
Thud!
Yvette Larson slammed her fist down on the car. "Stop right there!"
Finn Taylor—Master Peregrine, head of Peregrine Hall—stopped in his tracks, not daring to move the slightest bit.
