Most cars are black in color. It is actually quite rare to see a red version of this model on the road.
So when she saw this car,
Yvonne Finley came straight to it. She instinctively looked at the license plate, Eden A1888.
This plate number, was pretty cool.
How did Warrior Tucker manage to get a plate number like this?
The car window was half down - not the driver's seat, but the seat in the back.
The car window glass was one-way and combined with the overcast weather, the person inside who was reclining in the back seat was hidden in the darkness. It was probably a man, scrutinizing her with an indeterminate gaze.
"Is it you?"
Yvonne Finley's limbs were so cold that they felt stiff. She hadn't expected the difference in temperature inside the car to be so drastic from what she'd imagined, "I am Yvonne Finley, a friend of Aria. Did she tell you to come here?"
A few seconds passed in silence inside the car.
Finally, he replied, "Get in."
