Layla’s POV
I noticed Enzo caught a glimpse of the curiosity rubbed all over my face so I snapped out immediately.
"I don't wanna use the car. Since it's not been in use for years it might give some hard starts... don't you think?"
He nodded slightly.
If these people were mysterious then I needed a perfect act to put up and unravel.
"There's a place called Valona Square Lounge." Enzo Said. "It's just by the moon canal. Locals love it. Good music, good food, and a quiet crowd. You'll love it."
"Valona? " I repeated like I was tasting the name. "It sounds rather fancy. I hope I won't have to sell my soul for a cocktail."
"No no," Enzo laughed.
"Okay then... if Henrik comes around, let him know I want to see him" I said in finality.
"I'll do it. Be safe Miss."
I didn't respond this
