“Mr. Evans, would you like me to drive you home?” Zane asked cautiously, noticing Dave’s solemn expression in the rearview mirror.

He couldn’t help but feel sympathy for him.

The previous night, Dave had stayed up late dealing with important matters in Mubluosia. After finishing up and leaving Justin to handle the rest, he rushed back home.

Zane understood that Dave’s urgency was rooted in concern for Bianca, but he hadn’t expected what he saw at the neighborhood gate.

“Go to the ...