It seems that Emily jumped to conclusions again when she was glad that the boss agreed to go drive in a different car.
It would be better if it was Maybach.
"What is it?" she stopped when the man took her to the car, in which they were supposed to drive.
"That's a car. Don't worry. It may look like an old piece of junk, but it didn't forget how to drive quick as a wind," Justin reassured her.
Emily took a deep breath. If a second earlier her heart was pounding with excitement at the sight of Evans, now it was pounding with the desire to run over him with this "drives-quick-as-a-wind" car.
"Mr. Evans, I can see what it is. I am asking what the-," she bit her lip. The urge to swear was too strong.
"It's a Cadillac!" she pointed her finger at the spectacular snow-white beauty of the American car industry.
