Two days later, Jayce found himself driving down the streets of a familiar neighborhood.
He parked Pumpkin outside house #66, like what Seuljin had texted him. The house number made Jayce confused, because if he recalled correctly, this was exactly where he had delivered the order from Baby Dough's when he was helping Miles out months ago.
Jayce was too confused to feel nervous about being here, at Choi Seuljin's home. He had taken off his helmet and his gloves earlier, leaving him in his Harley-Davidson riding jacket, his brows furrowing the closer he got to the front door.
Could he have remembered wrong?
The porch light was on even though the sun hadn't fully set yet. Jayce rang the doorbell, and his eye widened when he heard barking from the inside.
He hadn't known that Choi Seul
