"Olivier, stop acting weird. You are creeping me out."
Natasha's expression looked a little weird when she looked at Olivier. But he was not feeling like himself today so he did not notice.
The detachment Olivier felt was getting stronger by the second. And so was the unsettling feeling he felt right at that second.
"Olivier, don't tell me that you are getting sick now. You are like a delicate maiden, getting sick in a heartbeat."
Natasha sounded worried and Olivier was about to reply to her worries when he felt something shadowy pass their car. The black smoke was something Olivier saw for only a few seconds.
But somehow, it left an impression on Olivier.
"Stop the car. Just stop the car right now. I need to get out of here right now."
Olivier banged his hand on top of the window and unlocked his door. His sudden sharp actions took the driver by surprise and he smacked his feet on the break.
