Davies had waited in the parking lot of the elaborately glamorous building before a red Cerrari drove into the parking lot and parked in the free spot beside Davies's Ventley Conraverse.
A beautiful redhead stepped out of the car in a beautiful evening gown that didn't hamper the movement of its wearer.
"You're late," Davies said to Fiona as he stepped out of his car to meet her.
"No, you early," Fiona answered back as she was pretty sure that there were still at least ten minutes till the appointed time for their meeting.
"I'm never early or late, the party only starts after I get there... so, you're late, Davies countered, leaving Fiona stunned at his way of thinking, but then she realized that in a way, he was kinda right.
