--ANDREA--
"Your driver is here. I will leave for my office now. I have a meeting coming up later in the afternoon and I have to prepare" Arson said to me.
Yes, now I have my personal driver, Arson, hired for me. He is called Mr Patterson, he is in his late thirties and has two children and he is expecting his third. I know all this because we always have a chat when I am in the car with him.
"Take care of yourself" Arson said, closing the door while I sat in the back seat of my new car.
"You too" I said, and Mr Patterson drove off.
I turned and Arson was staring behind the car but could not see him when Mr Patterson turned to the main road.
I sighed, looking in front as the car drove to the mall.
" How was your appointment" Mr Patterson said, looking at me through the mirror in t
