SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.

I quickly slapped on a sweater and pants before I rushed out of the house. I realized something after that text: Lucien could never drive to this part of the neighbourhood. Someone would notice his expensive car, which had no business in this part of town, and it would be a matter of time before my dad would hear of it.

I quickly shot him a text as to where I would be.

"Meet me at the same spot you picked me up from last time."

A few minutes ...