Pulling into the school parking lot, I let the Audi come to a stop in the driveway because Daniel was there - his flashy, red sports car, parked sideways in the road. He leaned against the shining sports car, arms crossed. His face was a thundercloud. But I’d seen worse.
“Ew,” Miri said.
“Yup.”
“It’s just…I know he’s your uncle and all, but, well. The guy gives me the creeps.”
“That would be because the guy is a creep.” To say the least.
I sat there, hands braced against the steering wheel, staring straight ahead at my pseudo uncle, but he didn’t move. I drew in a big breath and let it out slowly. “Hang on.”
“We gotta hurry,” Miri said as I climbed out of the car.