Chapter 24
Shards Of Glass.
Rowan Nightshade.
“Can't this car move any faster?” I barked at my driver who was moving the car as if it were a snail. I had to get home immediately. Didn't he see I was in a hurry? “Do you want to lose your job? You can quit right here and now and get out of you can't press your legs harder against that accelerator!”
“I'm trying my best, sir,” he said helplessly. “There's traffic up ahead. It seems like there is an accident. That is what is causing the hold-up, not me. I'm really sorry for the delay, sir.”
I knew it was the hold up, but I couldn't help but get even more tense. The longer I stayed in the car, the more agitated I was getting. Natasha was a bully, and any woman who looked remotely young automatically became a threat to her. It didn't matter
