Chapter 105

• As Ethan and I walked down the driveway toward the car that had brought me here, I could feel his curious gaze on me. The chauffeur was still there, standing beside the car, his hands folded in front of him as if waiting for further instructions.
• Ethan didn’t hesitate—he walked straight to him and held out his hand. “Keys.”
• The driver, slightly startled, quickly retrieved them from his pocket and handed them over. “Sir?”