"Why take two cars when we can all fit in one?" Oscar suggested, his tone casual. The suggestion earned him a sharp glare from Magnar, who seemed less than pleased with the idea.
"I need to stop by somewhere first," Magnar replied curtly, his eyes narrowing at Oscar. "You three go ahead in the same car. Helen and I will join you shortly." The firmness in his voice left little room for argument.
Oscar opened his mouth to protest, to question why his brother was so adamant about riding with Helen. But the intensity of Magnar's glare made him think twice. Instead, he swallowed his words, a frown creasing his brow as he watched his brother turn away.
