Each drop of rain that fell onto your hair and soaked clothes worsened the situation— It was cold, dark and stormy, and you had stupidly denied a ride back home from your boss.

“Get in.”, a familiar and unpleasant voice groused from a black car, his tone cold and demanding, leaving no room for arguments. Viktor— Your brother’s best friend.

His eyes flickered down to his watch, watching impatiently the needle tick every second. Viktor, unwillingly, had been ordered by your brother to fetch you when you had ignored his calls all night.