「Three days later.」
The early morning sun shone through the building's glass curtain wall, casting dappled light and shadows on the ground before the portico.
A black limousine was already parked at the entrance, its body gleaming with a low-key, luxurious luster in the sunlight.
Carlos stood by the car door, dressed in a well-tailored, dark gray suit, his hair combed immaculately.
He bowed slightly, waiting for the glass door that was about to open.
He had been summoned on short notice to be the driver for the day.
As a First-Level Wizard about to graduate and worried about his future, being personally assigned a task by his mentor, Douglas, was an opportunity he couldn't have hoped for.
The glass doors slid open silently.
Cheris stepped out.
Her top was a black leather bustier, tightly wrapping her burgeoning curves. Its edges were trimmed with fine silver chains that glinted with a cold, metallic light in the sun.
