Chapter 15

My sports car spluttered before coming to a sudden halt. I pressed the start button, the engine revved but the car didn't start.

I grabbed my phone and dialled a number.

"My Lord"

"Where are you?"

"On my way back to the house"

"Stop at Ozone, my car battery just died"

"I'm riding a bike my Lord. Will you be okay with that or should I get another car at your garage"

"I'll be fine with the bike"

"I'm on my way, my Lord" I disconnected the call and flung my phone to the passenger's seat.

I observed my environment while I waited. Deciding to be more useful than just moping about, I got out of the sports car and headed towards the Café.

I had not gone far when someone rammed into me, almost immediately I recognized the person, she turned and threw a jab which I caught effortlessly.

"Since when did you practice boxing?"

She was panting heavily and was shivering.

"What are you running from?"