Kit:
Soon, Kit was back in the passenger seat with Kim behind the wheels, heading back to the Ayutthaya mansion. He drove at a calmer pace this time, even though Kit could tell he was anything but calm on the inside.
“P’Kim,” Kit called, head leaning against the window.
Kim drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as they waited for the traffic lights to turn green. “Yes? What is it?”
“Do you think this is a good idea?” he asked. “We will be putting my friends in danger just to catch one person. I don't think… well, this might just be a small issue, but I don’t think it’s fair to my friends to head into this without any clue as to what they are getting into.”
