Just then, the older woman's phone rang through the car's Bluetooth, and she glanced at the screen before answering. ''Hello?'' she said, keeping one hand on the wheel.
Archer listened quietly, stealing glances at her as she managed the call, her voice calm and composed. Outside the window, the cityscape whirled by in a vibrant blur, streaks of neon lights and towering buildings rushing past.
He turned his gaze to the highway, watching as cars zipped by and the world flowed around them. Soon enough, they pulled into a quiet road lined with restaurants and small cafes, which caught his attention.
'Where is she taking us?' Archer wondered, his curiosity growing as he looked out the window. Darla was still on the phone with her editor.
