“Get in,” Jeriah holds the car door open to you. He doesn’t smile, yet his eyes show some sort of interest towards you. “I could use someone like you as a lucky charm.”

How did you get in this situation? During one moment, you were cheering, and the next, one of the finalists is inviting you to get in his car. Jeriah has had his eye on you from your first appearance in the crowd.

“Please?” He tilts his head. “I don’t want to lose this bet.” Jeriah is persuasive, and he knows it too well.