Trishal’s POV
Sweat began to trickle down my spine, even though the weather was slightly damp. "Who are you?" I asked the familiar stranger in the next seat as he took a sharp left.
"You already know the answer to that question."
My phone began to ring at that moment, and he looked at me, his eyes dropping to my phone. "You should pick that up," he said, smiling. His smile, though perfect, lacked human warmth, creeping me out.
I looked down at the screen and saw it was Loren. I declined the call.
"So beautiful, Loren got himself a little protector." He giggled like a teenager, a weird sound coming from his mouth. He continued driving deeper into the mountains.
I didn't reply, considering my next plan of action. Should I just open the door and jump out?
It could be rough, but I was s
