บท 167: I knew Something was not right!

As they neared the sleek black cars, Hirvan felt a headache creeping up. He stood still for a moment, looking at the one Andrew had opened the door to. His hand instinctively rose to rub his temple while his eyes flickered to the parked cars lined up in front of him.

Sending so many cars to just pick him up seemed excessive.

Hirvan's gut told him not to get into that car, he did not know why, but Andrew's presence in the airport made him uncomfortable. 

Turning to look at Andrew, he hesitantly asked. 

"You don't mind if I ride with them, right?"

He gestured toward Irama and others. 

Andrew paused, his posture stiff, while his expression shifted a little. But then he shook his head curtly. 

That was enough for Hirvan. Without another word, Hirvan hurried to Irama's car, exhaling a relieved sigh the moment he was seated.

He shifted a bit and turned his head slightly to the side to find Irama watching him with a strange expression.