The silver gray Mercedes S600 cruised down the freeway, travelling south. Merlin was sitting in the front passenger seat with so much soft leather around him that he could barely hear the 389 horsepower, 6-liter engine...At eighty miles per hour the engine was only idling. But Merlin could feel the power of the car. One hundred thousand pounds worth of German engineering. One touch from the unsmiling chauffeur and the Mercedes would leap forwards. This was a car that sneered at speed limits.
But this was not the car that he was going to take when he was going to take Autumn to the doctor’s appointment. He could not believe that Autumn was gradually warming up towards him. That she actually asked him to come with her for the ultrasound.
So he asked the man from the rental company at the a
