Before Miss Claire could finish her words, the sound of an approaching vehicle interrupted her.
Headlights swept across the driveway.
A black Bentley Continental GT rolled smoothly out from the garage area and crossed the estate grounds before stopping near the bottom of the steps.
The engine idled quietly.
Miss Claire glanced toward the car before looking back at Don. "Do drive safe."
Before he could answer, she turned and headed back toward the mansion.
Don watched her go.
The effortless confidence in her posture. The way she carried herself even after losing staff members and spending nearly a week navigating a city-wide catastrophe.
Eventually the mansion doors closed behind her. Only then did he make his way toward the Bentley.
Arthur stepped out and handed over the keys.
"Here you go, sir." Don accepted them.
The metal felt cool in his hand. "Thanks."
The guard nodded politely and stepped aside as Don stepped into the vehicle.
