Dickson suddenly opened the driver's door and jumped into the SUV. The sound of the creaking hinge broke the tense silence between him and Lilith.
"Hop in," he called out quickly, already slamming the door shut behind him.
Lilith turned her head sharply, her golden strands whipping with the movement. She stared at him as if he had lost his mind. Her eyes narrowed, her lips curling into a cold glare. Was this idiot really planning to drive a full-size SUV into the mansion?
But she hesitated only for a moment. Against her better judgment, she walked around and yanked the passenger door open. Sliding into the seat, she slammed it shut, her movements sharp with irritation.
The moment she sat down, she turned her piercing gaze toward him. "What the hell is your plan?" she demanded, her voice low and cutting.
