The morning air was cool, with a light smell of rain remaining after the early shower. Liam walked beside me as we made our way to the hotel gates. I let my thoughts wander, only for them to be interrupted by the sound of a car pulling up in front of us.
"Good morning, Mr. Reeves," he greeted, his voice steady.
"Morning, Austin," Liam replied casually, though his tone carried authority.
I glanced between them, confusion knitting my brows. "What’s this about?”
“Everything in place?” Liam asked the man, ignoring my question for the moment.
“Yes, sir. Tested and trusted,” Austin confirmed with a small nod before slipping into the cab that had been trailing him.
I crossed my arms and turned to Liam. “You bought a car?”
“Rented,” he corrected, tapping the hood of the sedan with a slight smirk.
“For what, Liam?” My tone carried more disbelief than curiosity.
He shrugged. “I don’t like the idea of you hopping from one cab to another. So I rented this. For as long as we’re here.”
“Liam—”
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