Chapter Twelve
Anya Pov.
What do I do with this stupid.. fine car? I can't take it away with me, Raphael would track me down with it!
Oh, like a light bulb going off inside my head, I grinned with happiness as I quickly opened up the car and leaned in.
If Raphael could call the car back to him, I could send the car straight to him instead since his wasn't working.
“BMW, return back to Mr Raphael Knight,” I said with abated breath while I waited for it's response, and then as if it heard my words, the screen quickly lit up as some coordinates were keyed in.
“Order Received, initiating movements in 3, 2, 1,” I quickly reared backwards at that and the car instantly did an impressive turn in front of me before it drove off like there was something chasing after it.
Coughing, I threw my
