They left the police station.
Caroline didn't head towards the parked Falcon, but instead opened Blake's car and sat in the back seat.
It was a black Red Flag, with a small national flag attached to the front, exuding a subdued yet overwhelming sense of power.
She leaned against the seat, and a faint, refreshing scent lingered in the car, which seemed especially invigorating in the scorching summer heat.
Caroline closed her eyes to rest, her previous defiance slightly subsiding, looking less aggressive.
Blake, sitting in the driver's seat, saw her closed eyes through the rearview mirror, started the car, and drove off, but not too fast.
By the time they arrived at Longevity Hospital, more than twenty minutes had passed.
The two of them got out of the car, walked into the hospital side by side, and went to the nurse's station.
The nurses on duty showed no signs of infatuation when they saw the visitors, their faces respectful and their smiles professional.
