With a gentle press of the accelerator, I pulled away from the parking lot and onto the wide Harbor City streets. The elegant car cut through the evening traffic with smooth precision.
Emma had just landed at Harbor City Regional Airport, and I was now driving to pick her up. The thought of seeing my former assistant again filled me with anticipation.
Feeling a bit warm in the car, I lowered the window halfway to let the outside air circulate. The cool evening breeze felt refreshing against my skin.
As the Glacier Blue Bentley wove through traffic, I left the bustling city center behind and entered the suburban section leading to the airport. The streets became wider and less congested.
I found myself thinking about recent events with the new law firm. The successful recruitment dinner
