Clara left for work using the underground exit from her estate, uncaring Elian was standing with his arms folded at the main gate. Anjali had been annoyed with her for just leaving while he was there, because, in her words, now she was going to have to go deal with him. Tough, she’s the housekeeper and caretaker of the estate; it was her job to deal with it.
Clara gunned the engine as she rounded the bend towards the straightaway taking her to the main roads. A quick check in her rear-view mirror told her a motorcycle was approaching fast from behind and she pulled a face as she recognized the Ducati, remembering Elian had once told her he had the bike. While she wanted nothing more than to pull away in the BMW, she knew his bike would keep up and the last thing she needed was for him to
