Lucas POV
I drive calmly, glancing at Dr. Jimmy, who's sleeping peacefully in the passenger seat. After a few hours, we finally arrive in Elite City. I stop the car in front of the building and speak softly.
"Dr. Jim, we're here."
He doesn't move, still fast asleep. I reach out, gently touch his hand, and repeat, "Dr. Jim."
He stirs, his eyes slowly opening as he looks at me with a dazed expression. "We've arrived," I say again.
He nods, sits up, and gets out of the car. I follow him silently to the elevator. When we reach his floor, he stops in front of the apartment door.
"What happened?" I ask.
He lets out a quiet sigh. "I don't have the keys. That day when you kidnapped me, they fell on the street… with my phone."
Guilt creeps into my chest. "I'm sorry," I say quietly.
He shakes his head. "Give me your phone."
I hand it to him quickly, and he calls the landlord. A kind old lady arrives a few minutes later and unlocks the door for us.
