"There is no need for that. He must be waiting around their house to wait until she comes back. But I'm sure he would stay behind if I am with her," Carter said.
Carter was all serious as he led me to the garage. I thought he would use his Diavel but I was surprised when he led me to a black, shiny McLaren. And it wasn't the only supercar in their garage. They have six or seven coming from the most luxurious brands.
"We will not use your Diavel?" I asked when he opened the front seat for me.
"You would get some things and a car would provide some space."
"This is yours?" I asked as I got in. With his inhuman speed, the next second, the door was closed and he was already on the driver's seat.
"Yes, a gift from Franklin. It is the first time I will be using this, though."
I nodded. He turned the engine on and drove right away. He really looks ten times more dangerous when he is all serious like this.
"Do you know why he is targeting me?"
