Estelle leaned her cheek on her hand, sighing, “Grandpa’s so worried I’ll catch a chill, he keeps the heating cranked
up too high at home. It’s stuffy. Outside is way more comfortable.”
After chatting a bit longer, Estelle told Jonathan that her grandfather wanted to see her and ended the call.
Jonathan set his phone down and headed for a shower. As he was undressing, something crossed his mind. He
picked up his phone again to check the weather in C City. Sure enough, it was raining there.
His lips curved into a half-smile as he turned off the phone and made his way to the bathroom.
The next day.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEstelle stepped out of Velocity Vista Airport at nine in the morning. The sun was a brilliant orb in the sky, and as she
left the airport, the humid air enveloped her.
The clear skies were a stark contrast to the dreary cold of C City.
Estelle adjusted the brim of her hat and walked at an unhurried pace toward the exit.
Taxis were lined up along the curb. She approached one and asked the driver how much it would be to Citadel.
The driver waved her off, “Too far, I can’t go.”
Estelle tried another driver, who spoke her mother tongue but also refused, “No, it’s too far..”
She nodded and continued her search for another ride.
Curiosity and a hint of warning colored the taxi driver’s tone as he leaned out, “Don’t go there.”
“Thanks..” Estelle replied, moving on.
Across the street, a convertible SUV caught her eye. Three men inside were watching her, their smiles sinister.
Estelle tried two more taxis, but even when she offered to double the fare, the drivers wouldn’t take her.
After being turned down by a fourth driver, the SUV screeched to a halt in front of her, accompanied by a sharp
whistle.
The driver, a man with a buzz cut and sunglasses, looked at Estelle and asked, “Miss, we’re heading to Citadel too.
Need a lift?”
Estelle looked at the other two men in the car—one local and one foreigner. The white guy winked flirtatiously at
her, gesturing for her to join them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEstelle opened the passenger door and got in, “Thanks, I’ll pay you for the ride.”
“My pleasure.” The man chuckled with a glint of excitement in his eyes as he stepped on the gas, and the SUV sped
off.
The taxi drivers who had refused Estelle watched helplessly as she drove away with the strangers, their eyes filled
with a blend of resignation and sympathy.
The car left the city behind, the road stretching across the vast expanse. The surrounding land grew desolate, with
distant mountains rolling endlessly into the horizon.
The burly white man in the back leaned forward with a grin, “Whereabouts you from, Miss?”