Lisa tightened her grip on the steering wheel, her heart pounding within her chest as she scanned the unfamiliar car in front of them. The driver's side door swung open, revealing a man in a sleek black suit and dark sunglasses. A wave of relief washed over Adrienne when she recognized the driver. Despite his stern expression, she couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.
Adrienne rolled down her window, allowing the crisp air to fill the car. "Seriously? Were you trying to kill us?" she joked, a hint of playfulness in her voice.
The man glanced at her, his gaze unwavering behind his shades. "Please step out of your car, ma'am," he instructed, his tone firm and authoritative.
"What are you doing here?" she questioned, her voice laced with curiosity and a tinge of concern.
He noticed Adrienne's disoriented state and spoke up, his eyes narrowing as he observed her.
"Hey, where is your shoe?" he asked.