A jeep moved into a garage outside a luxurious mansion, and "Heilan" jumped out of it, yawning.
Curious, he looked around. Cars of luxury brands stood in a line around the garage, barely lit by a small yellow bulb—some of the cars were even more impressive than the brands he had seen on Earth in sheer looks alone. But strangely, the designs were somewhat similar to the ones he had seen on Earth, too.
Slowly, touching the cars as he walked, Mark walked out of the garage and looked up. The sky was brightening and the night was nearly over.
This garage was near the highway and to enter the actual mansion, he had to descend a small staircase by the side. He could faintly hear music from inside the mansion.
The Bluetooth headset he had gotten from the jeep buzzed in his ears.
"Like it?" Yuri said, "That's how the rich live!"
"Aren't you rich, too?" Mark chuckled.
