Charlene and Vicky waited outside Harry's school in Vicky's car. They were just coming back from a kids fundraiser show and decided to wait for Harry since school would be over in just thirty minutes.
“Do you want a drink?” Vicky offered, getting off her phone. Charlene threw her a dirty glare and politely shook her head.
“No, we've been drinking all day, and we're going home with Harry soon. We don't wanna crash.”
Vicky let out a giggle and threw her head back on the reclined car seat. She started to hum as Charlene got on her phone. Her eyes darted to the side mirror and she saw someone familiar stepping out of black Maybach.
She sat up immediately, and turned to get a better view. Just as she had suspected, it was Noah, and he was clad in a neat, tailored black suit, his slick, black mask resting on his face as usual. He strode towards the school, and Vicky gasped.
“What?” Charlene turned to look at her. She followed her eyes and saw Noah as well. Her eyes widened and she immedia
