Manila folder

The manila folder sits on Dylan's lap like a hot coal.

He keeps his eyes trained on the view outside the car, vision tinted with the dark glasses on his face, yet the flimsy material on his thighs feels as heavy as iron. With Collin driving him back, he has no other way to distract himself but to count the number of red cars that pass by. So far, there have been ten red cars, two of which are sports cars, although all of them are too obnoxious for his taste.

As Collin hums along to the latest popular song on the radio, Dylan briefly wonders how the Alpha managed to follow him without bringing his own car. Did Collin trail after him using the street cameras around? Is there a GPS tracking device somewhere he doesn't know about? Or … is Colling secretly living in the Lin family home, watching his every move from the walls and the ceiling?