Night had fallen.
Yuri Sinclair had a few drinks with an old friend and was drowsy on the way back.
He hadn't been resting well these past few days either.
To be honest, he wasn't very fond of Jynsia.
Jynsia's winters were too dry and the temperature was low; he wasn't acclimated to the climate.
The car rounded a corner, its headlights shifting, and the driver let out a surprised, "Sir."
From the back seat, Yuri Sinclair pressed a hand to his forehead and answered with a low hum.
"Up ahead... is that Miss...?"
"Who?" Yuri Sinclair opened his eyes, his gaze clouded with fatigue.
The driver slowed down, the car crawling along.
"Miss Mia Grant? I'm not mistaken, am I?"
The driver wasn't entirely sure either, glancing at the man in the back seat through the rearview mirror.
Yuri Sinclair narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.
The car glided slowly past a couple standing under a streetlight.
