Zachary was chuckling but he did not appear embarrassed.

Irene, however, was not humoring him. "Why were you following me?"

"How was I following you?" Zachary argued. "You don't own this road. I can use it just like you."

"Weren't you going sightseeing with Jean? What are you doing here? You took one of the cars too."

"We did. We just didn't go that far."

Irene was left speechless and asked grumpily, "So? What do you want?"

"Nothing," Zachary said. "Just taking a stroll, killing time."

Irene ignored that and strode off to try to shake him off.

Zachary, however, clung to her like a wad of gum. "It's dangerous going alone. Why don't I come with you?"

"Nope." Irene refused right then. "Keep following me, and I'll tell Isaac you're bothering me."

Zachary pouted. "Don't we go way back?"

Irene laughed coolly. "You're affecting my mood by following me around. Or should I thank you for that?"

"By the way, why are you alone? Where's Isaac? I mean, is he really working now that you'r