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Meanwhile, Nancy nervously climbed into Yardley's car.
The silence inside was so thick she could hear both their breathing.
After awkwardly giving him her address, she pressed herself into the corner of the passenger seat, practically glued to the window.
Her eyes stayed fixed on the blur of streets rushing past.
"Is the temperature comfortable for you?" Yardley's deep voice suddenly cut through the silence, causing Nancy to start.
"Oh, it's fine," she replied, offering him a quick, forced smile before returning her attention to the window.
Yardley's keen eyes narrowed slightly as he observed her. His lips curved into a subtle smirk. "Is your neck hurting?"
"What?" Nancy turned hesitantly, unconsciously gripping her phone tighter.
"I mean, you've been st
