Chapter Twelve
Mia emerged from Liverpool Street station into the bright December day. It was chilly, but dry in East London—perfect conditions for whizzing around in a top-of-the-range luxury sports car. She just hoped the weather was the same down in Kent, and that it held out the following day.
From her vantage point at the top of a staircase leading down to the pavement, she looked around for Elias. He’d said he’d meet her outside the station, and then they’d head off. Excitement buzzed through her veins—she could hardly believe she was soon to cross an item off her bucket list. And, she had to admit, the thought of spending the weekend with Elias was adding to her excitement, too. They were staying overnight in Kent to maximise the amount of time Mia could spend driving the Aventado
