"Florence?"
I squinted my eyes on the person who's riding a Ducati. "Dane?"
Why is he here?
He turns off the light and walk towards me.
"Why are you here?" His gaze settled on the mansion behind me. "Are you affiliated with the Elizalde's?"
I snapped my forehead. "You know them?"
He chuckled. "Who doesn't know about them? They are insanely famous along with the Sarmiegos."
I gulped hard with the sudden mention of the latter surname.
I nod my head nonchalantly. "I'm working there. By the way, I should be the one asking why are you here." I raises an eyebrow. "Are you stalking me?"
He stared at me with disbelief. "Damn. I didn't know that you are that presumptuous."
I rolled my eyes. "I was just kidding, stupid. On a serious note, why are you here though?"
He scratches the back of his neck. "I went to a colleague's birthday party. Anyway, perhaps you're waiting for a cab?"
I nod my head as a response.