Lightning Strikes the Smith's Residence - 2

Daniel Smith’s house, 2:00 P.M

A shiny emerald vehicle arrives at the large homestead on the hill. Harrison Jankins came out from the front door and went to the car with a white umbrella in his hand.

“Where is Felix?” Tiffany Monix, lone daughter of Leopold Smith, inquired in a posh British accent. She wore a fine cashmere white jacket and underneath was an off-white ball gown, her hair was long and silver and despite the horrid weather it sparkled as if reflecting the sun. Her eyes were brown but covered by fashionable sunglasses.

“Yes Harrison.” Rafael Manix, who was dressed in a casual white tank top with a jumper over top and long black pants, spoke with a deep voice and a clear British accent. It was if they were both from different worlds. Rafael had emerald eyes and short black hair and he wore faux silver-rimmed glasses. “I do recall he was the one that takes the cars when we visit.”