Chapter Fifteen“Can you please drop me off here?” Mia asked Korum as they turned onto her parents’ street. “They might see the car if you pull into their driveway.”
“Sure,” he said, and the unimaginably expensive Ferrari Spider convertible came to a smooth stop a few houses away from Mia’s childhood home.
Why Korum had chosen to make this particular car, Mia had no idea. She vaguely remembered Jessie’s brother raving about it a few months ago; supposedly, it cost more than three average houses put together. When Mia had protested that a Toyota would get them around just as well, her lover had simply raised his eyebrows. “It’s one of the nicer cars,” he told her, “and I would like to enjoy the experience of operating one of these human vehicles. Not to mention that this is the only car de
