Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

The old Grant house was in the west of the city, and extending further west were several tangled roads. At this moment, two low-profile but still extravagant racecars were parked on the side of the road.

Blanca looked at the cars and swallowed.

Jeez.

This was the sort of thing you’d only see on television!

A modified pink Ferrari was parked on the pavement. Jim leant on its side, clutching a still-burning cigarette between his fingers. As the smoke twirled, he blew a ring. “Not scared, are you, Matthew?”

“Scared?” Matthew stood on the other side, his whole body emanating a fierce aura.

He lifted a hand and popped one of the buttons on his collar.

It was a single motion. “Jim, in all my years… I haven’t been scared of anything.” With that, Matthew’s lips curved up into a playful smirk.

slick bastard!? Blanca

knew how

to study, and nothing about anything outside of books? How else was he still a

Er…

of experience and having lived at his place for a while, she could just tell that he was a single man

Go stop them!” Louise was panicking already. She pushed

“Go stop them!”

nothing to do with her, and didn’t budge. She shot Louise a look, while actually

path behind wove sharply. If the two did race here, it was

didn’t believe Matthew was

and the

that? They’re both

and wasn’t going up there, but… no matter what Louise had

“Blanca Roach! You-”