The morning sun was at its zenith, bathing the entire landscape and the bathhouse in a warm, dappled light that illuminated the highways. Several cars sped along the asphalt, their engines roaring in a symphony of motion.
Vroom!
A car zipped down the highway, its speed steady enough to weave past most others in its lane. Not far behind, a Bugatti maintained a consistent pace, refusing to accelerate as it matched the car in front of it.
"Exactly where are we going?" Aria asked, glancing at Avendial as she deftly handled the steering wheel. Through the rearview mirror, she spotted the Bugatti closely following them. The sharp gaze and intense glare from the driver sent a chill down her spine, but she kept her focus on the man beside her.