Celestia, Arthur, and now him
Jimmy drove in silence, his grip on the steering wheel firm but not tense. The air in the car was thick with unspoken tension, a weight that neither seemed willing to address until Lucian broke it.
"So," Lucian said softly, his voice almost lost in the noise of the engine He didn't turn to look at Jimmy, his gaze still focused outside the window. "What happened? Why are you in this mood?"
Jimmy let out a low breath, his eyes flicking briefly to Lucian before returning to the road. His jaw tightened slightly"You noticed, huh?" he murmured, his voice low. "It's nothing. Avey called me earlier. We… had a talk."
"Oh." Lucian's response was quiet, almost detached. He drew in a deep breath, exhaling slowly."What did she want?"