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A black Ford Taurus sat idling in her driveway. The windows were tinted, making it impossible to see who the driver was. Zayd took Lilyan's hand and pulled her to the car, opening the back door for her. She looked back at him hesitantly, unsure about getting into a stranger's vehicle. "It's fine," he grinned, "That's Ralph. He'll be driving us today." She looked towards the front seat. A man that looked to be in his late twenties turned back to give her a welcoming smile. He was tan with dark hair and dark, brown eyes. She smiled shyly in return and slid into the seat. Zayd sat down next to her, scooting her to the middle seat. She slid over to the window seat and buckled up. He placed his messenger bag in the middle seat between them and closed the door, then put on his seat belt. "Ever