Chapter 92 Panic… The Black Car Again

• Leilani
• “That’s a pretty necklace you have there.” Brooke said, gesturing at my neck, where my ruby pendant sat prettily against my skin. I glanced away from the sleek wheel of my BMW i8 to look at her with a smile.
• “Thanks. You know Neil loves seeing me wear pretty gemstones.” Then I whispered conspiratorially, “I think it’s a kink of his.” Brooke laughed, glancing out the tinted window of the passenger seat, resting her short blonde hair against the pure silver leather seat.