"Are you sure you wanted to come with us?" Chandrea muttered after putting her seat belt on. Gail, in the front seat next to hers, was silently glaring at Vincent's reflection in the front mirror. After they settled the confusion earlier, she let her friend know that he was her neighbor. And not related to the Collins which she assumed.
"Pretty sure, I'm sure this will be fun," he responded. She started the car's engine and focused her vision on the road. He really followed his brother's orders, to watch Gail while he was away. But he didn't expect that he'd be following her to go shopping. It will surely be hell. He thought that the job was to check her inside the building and to be on guard every time she needed something.
"Let's go to the second department of clothing, Gail."
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