The darkness outside the car pressed against the windows like a suffocating blanket, the quiet hum of the engine the only sound cutting through the stillness. Ye Jin blinked, disoriented. She didn't remember getting into the car. The last thing she remembered was being lost in thought after Gu Yan had kissed her, so how…?
Her hand instinctively reached toward her waist and pulled out a needle. Slowly, she leaned forward, squinting through the dim lighting to see the driver's face.
A man.
He was silent, focused on the road ahead, but there was something familiar about his posture, the way his hands gripped the wheel. Something was wrong. She didn't know this man—yet, at the same time, she couldn't shake the nagging sensation that she did.
With one swift motion, Ye Jin pressed the needle against the side of his neck, her voice low and chilling.
"Who are you? Where are you taking me?"