“Yeah, you're good to go.” He nods at Jay as if he knows him well, blowing out a puff of smoke. “You can bring the beauty in. Streets are clear.” “Why thank you.” I bow in respect, ready to enter into the forbidden yet oddly noisy place. “Don't mind if I do.” I start walking, only for Jay to catch my arm, effectively stopping me from entering through the rusty gate before us. “He's talking about the car,” Jay corrects, biting back a grin, his blue eyes twinkling in hidden amusement.
