Finally, Jayson pulled up at Nathan's place. The man was already outside waiting, a bright smile on his face as he saw Jayson's vehicle.
“We should hurry up, get in,” Jayson Siad through the open window.
There was no time for delay; he had just limited time on his side; Nathan had a perplexed look on his face seeing the state of Jayson.
“What happened, was the traffic that bad?” he asked with a raised brow.
“Trust me, you don't want to know” Jayson answered as Nathan stepped into the car.
The two men swooped seats as Nathan took the wheel; Jayson sat on the passenger seat, his head thrown backwards, resting on the headrest as Nathan started the engine and zoomed off.
This part of the road was clear. There was no traffic on the way, it was a Smooth drive, and Jayson was able to use
