When Ivan got to the garage, he noticed that Ania's car was parked right there and that one of his cars was missing. "Ania?" he said into the phone.
"What?"
"What car are you driving right now?" He asked with a raised brow, although his voice was calm.
Ania chuckled nervously. "Don't get mad, but I took the other car that has been parked here since, okay? Mine refused to start, so I asked the maid, and she said, "You hadn't driven this one for more than three months, so I took it."
"I couldn't miss this date either, and I thought it was just going to be a quick drive. I wouldn't have taken it if I knew there would be a man chasing me right now."
Ivan pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a heavy sigh. "Nevermind that for now. Your safety is what's important." He got into his car and started the engine. "I'm tracking your location now,"
