Kian blinked his eyes open, momentarily disoriented as he took in his unfamiliar surroundings. He couldn't quite remember where he was or how he had gotten there. The last thing he recalled was feeling utterly exhausted after a late night of work and collapsing into the hotel bed.
As realization slowly dawned on him, Kian noticed that he was now seated behind the wheel of a car - an unusual occurrence these days given that most of his travel arrangements were handled by professional chauffeurs since his days as an athlete ended and corporate life began. This garage definitely wasn't one belonging to any hotels or company facilities either; it looked far too personal and well-lived-in for that.
