Chapter 21
Half an hour later, Brian pulled up on Somerset Road in front of the Kowloon Tong Station, a gleaming white building with blue accents. There was a small line standing at the front ticket area while exiting passengers either waited or walked down the street, heading for the next destination.
Makayla saw Brian’s lips tightening in the mirror when he saw there was no place to park, even temporarily. His gaze flashed over the front of the building. He turned his head when she touched his shoulder.
“We’ll go. You circle around. Give me the paper,” she instructed.
“Here you go,” Brian said, pulling the paper with the key attached out of his pocket and handing it to her. “I’ll circle around and see if I can find a spot to park along the edge of the road.”
“Hopefully, it won’t tak
