Meesha Kyle took a subway and reached the Gray Villa’s location. It was a long walk from the station to the villa, and it was a dark street. It was cold outside, so she wrapped her arms around her chest and walked quickly down the dark road. She was only thinking about getting there. She was hungry, tired, and sad.
A focus of light appeared on the road behind her, as did her thin shadow. She continued to walk on the side of the road to give the vehicle room, but the car stopped beside her.
Meesha Kyle took a look at the car and recognised the elegant figure in the back seat. Her heart tightened and she stopped. The driver got out of the car and opened the back-seat door for her. She got into the back seat, keeping her distance from Myron Gray. He was on the phone, discussing business.
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