8 ~ This is itFairview Drive was eerily quiet when we arrived. There was only one building with lights on but as it was a few warehouses down from where the cars sat we knew we wouldn’t be bothered.
We emerged from the side alleyway and paused just before the street lamp could reveal us. The Porsches were exactly where Noah indicated they’d be.
Greg smirked proudly. “Brooke and I have been scoping the place out all day,” he whispered. “They haven’t moved once.”
I took in the three different coloured Porsches parked along the street. To the right was a blood red Porsche that shimmered slightly in the moonlight. I almost missed the Porsche on my left. Its black paint job blended in so well with the darkness that I probably would’ve walked straight into it if I hadn’t known it was supposed
