The diamond-patterned gate slid open without a sound, allowing the car to enter.
Everything inside was different. The gravel crunched softly under the tires as they followed a winding driveway flanked by flowering hedges and slender trees.
Blossoming air flushed through the car's climate control and entered Leon's lungs as he inhaled.
He pressed his face against the cool window, his breath fogging the glass. "Where are we?" he asked in a low voice.
Darian turned his gaze toward him. "A safe house," he replied, fixing his eyes ahead. "One of the Qing family's properties."
'One of the Qing family's properties?! Damn!' Leon's eyes widened, drifting from Darian to the environment ahead and back to him.
"Your mother and sister have been here for a while," Darian added the moment he saw Leon enjoying the view.
'My mother? Sister? Are here?' The shock in him increased, his heart beating with a new rhythm.
