The window on the passenger's side lowered as soon as she knocked.

Larissa bent down to look inside. Unexpectedly, her gaze was met with a pair of dark eyes.

"Mr. Rogers?" She looked at the man in the driver's seat, surprise filling her voice. "Where's Dylan?"

Kevan retracted his gaze and looked straight ahead, leaving nothing but a cold profile in her direction.

"Something came up suddenly and he wanted me to pick you up." His reply was concise and to the point.

"Oh." Larissa nodded. Then, she