Primordial Spirits And Gods

By the time he reached his classroom, it was completely empty. His bag was gone too—not that it mattered. Most students were off doing their own thing: hanging out in the field, shooting hoops, or messing around in the music hall like earlier. He knew where to find Tessa and Naomi, but honestly? He wasn't in the mood for more drama today.

His brain was fried, and the last thing he needed was more chaos to untangle.

A soft ping interrupted his thoughts.

Elena: Boss, I'm here.

Parker sighed in relief, his shoulders relaxing. At least someone was on top of things.

Parker: I'll be there in five.

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Parker made his way toward the school's parking lot. Sure enough, the sleek, black Rolls was parked in its earlier morning spot. He slid into the backseat, greeted by Elena's professional smile.

"Afternoon, boss," she said, glancing at him through the rearview mirror. "Are we heading out now?"