Nicky's POV
Ryder suddenly comes to a stop and swears as he stares at an empty spot on the street next to the curb.
"Are you kidding me?" I hear him grumble in frustration. "What else could possibly go wrong?"
"I don't believe you actually want an answer to that question."
He turns and glares at me. I turn and look at the spot on the street he was previously staring at. "I take it this is where you parked the car."
This earns another string of curses from him. "Out of all the times to get a car stolen-" He cuts off abruptly and clenches his hands into fists, glaring murderously at the empty spot as if sheer willpower will make the car reappear.
I look around at the other cars parked on the street. "I could hotwire another car." I don't have to look at him to know his stare's burning
