Layla held on tight to the car as Nolan drove as fast as he could.

She kept worrying about him because he was shot, but he had warned her to stay quiet and he also looked fine.

She was tempted to ask where they were going because as far as she was concerned, the route he was taking was not the way back to the hotel.

"Get my phone" he instructed, breaking Layla out of her stream of thoughts. She hastily began to search for his phone which she handed over to him.

Nolan collected the phone from ...