"No trouble at all, Mr. Cooper, please."
Adrian wasn't the petty kind. Even though he'd mentioned Nelson Cooper just out of politeness, since the guy offered, he wasn't going to turn him down.
He opened the back door for Nelson, motioning him to get in.
As he caught a glimpse of Nelson's palm out of the corner of his eye, there was still some blood seeping out—it was a nasty cut, no doubt about it.
He wasn't sure whether to feel a little smug or actually pity the guy.
But he didn't dwell on it. Once Nelson was seated, Adrian shut the door and walked around to get behind the wheel.
Claire got in the car and closed her eyes right away—looked like she was trying to sleep.
With nobody talking—Nelson and Adrian both stayed quiet—the whole ride was dead silent.
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