CHAPTER SIXTY FOURIAN'S POV Here I was, thinking we were finally heading back to his place to rest, completely unaware that we were trailing behind a truck after the long series of paranoid instructions he had barked out earlier."Argh..." I signed my frustration aloud with a heavy sigh, shifting in the leather seat.Callum quickly glanced to his side, his brow furrowing slightly. "Hope there's no problem, Ian?""I'm not sure," I said, trying to keep my voice cool and even."What is it?" he asked again, his tone laced with genuine worry."I just don't get why we have to follow the truck when you could just clock out and rest, Cal.""Ohhh, that," he mouthed, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips."It's not funny, Cal," I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest."Sorry, my bad," he said softly, softening his posture. "You were saying something before...""Yeah," I murmured, staring out the passenger window as the neon lights began to reflect across the pavement. "The Velvet
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