Different head space
As the elevator doors opened to the underground parking garage, Nebula strode purposefully towards her waiting vehicle. Her heels echoed in the cavernous space, the sound bouncing off concrete pillars and gleaming luxury cars.
Her car, a sleek black Audi RS e-tron GT, stood out even among the high-end vehicles surrounding it. Its lines were smooth and aerodynamic, hinting at the power contained within its electric drivetrain. As she approached, Dion stepped out from where he had been leaning against the car's polished surface.
Dion wore a well-fitted black suit that did little to hide his muscular frame. His close-cropped hair and alert eyes gave him a no-nonsense air, but there was a hint of warmth in his smile as he greeted Nebula.
"Good evening, Ms. Oxblood," he said, opening the rear door for her. "Where to this evening?"
Nebula slid into the plush leather interior, her mind racing. "George's house, Dion. And quickly, please."