Alex descended the stairs leading down into the basement, his hair still wet from the shower, his mind too occupied to bother drying it. Seconds later, he entered the large garage space, lit by panels set into the ceiling, the room lined with rows of cars sitting in patient, gleaming silence.
"Hello, Alex." A melodious, sweet voice greeted him from his left. He turned and found a hazel-haired girl, her eyes bright and warm even with the worry sitting just beneath them.
"Saahira. Good to see you." Alex offered her a soft smile before adding, "Don't worry too much. The matter is already handled." He walked toward the nearest car as he said it, the lie sitting easily enough on his tongue that no one in the room would have caught it.
