Larissa smiled calmly. "Yeah."

Kevan glanced at her through the rearview mirror and pressed his lips tightly together, not uttering a single word.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked." Larissa changed the subject. "What are you doing in Bartham?"

"Huh? Kevan didn't tell you?" Dylan eyed said man in confusion before turning to look at Larissa again. "Kevan has a friend who wants to get a divorce. The lawyer hired previously suddenly quit and left, so I got called back."

A "friend" of Kevan's