Xyla Quest got out of the car.

Christopher Lancelot did the same.

He led Xyla to the spectacular fleet of racing cars.

Xyla ambled along the cars and finally chose a white Porsche.

On the other hand, Christopher selected the red Ferrari next to hers.

“I’ll take this one.” Xyla patted the front hood of the car.

“Alright. I’ll take this then. Let’s go,” Christopher said before opening the safe beside him.

As soon as the safe was opened, rows of gleaming car keys came into their sight