The Third Person's POV
Inside the white sedan, Joe kept his eyes on his rearview mirror and pressed his phone tight against his ear.
"Leon, relax. I got Elena's van pinned dead to the curb. They're totally blocked. There's no way in hell they make it to the red carpet tonight."
A few cars back in a sleek black SUV, Leon leaned back against the leather seat, a smug grin spreading across his face. "Nice work. Keep them pinned."
He tapped the screen to end the call, visibly pleased.
Sitting to his right, Zion scoffed, slowly shaking his head with thinly veiled contempt.
"You're acting like a teenager, Leon. Blocking traffic? That's the cheapest, most pathetic way you could bully your mate."
"Shut up, Zion," Leon snapped, his head snapping toward the designer. "At least I'm actually d
