Simon heard the sound of a car roaring in front of his building. As he dropped the book he had been focused on for hours to pass away time, he got out of the bed with a smirk on his face and walked to his window. As he peered out, he could see Mace parking in a spot. "Finally," he said. He had been trying not to get tempted to move away from the house without Mace so he took a novel instead and focused on it so he wouldn't do anything stupid.
"Get dressed. We don't want to be late to the evening meeting." Mace shouted when he got down from the car and stared at Simon.
Simon chuckled. "You know you don't really have to drive me there yourself."
"I am going to be your personal chauffeur today. I know I have work to do on the field but I have left them in the hands of my brother." He waited until Simon got dressed. When Simon opened the door, Mace turned his head towards him.
"Keys?" Simon motioned as he approached the car.
