The winter in Riverdell is bone-chillingly cold.
Snowflakes swirl through the sky, as if they could cover all the filth of the world.
Adrian Law drove a dark Bugatti Veyron, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, speeding towards an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Stellerton.
About twenty minutes later, they arrived at the destination.
Adrian Law was the first to get out of the car, he opened an umbrella and walked to the passenger seat where Cecilia Vaughn sat, gentlemanly opening the car door for her.
"Cecilia, come down."
The air conditioning inside the Bugatti Veyron was set quite high; upon suddenly encountering the cold outside, Cecilia Vaughn couldn't help but sneeze.
"Achoo..."
Adrian Law lightly pressed his thin lips together in slight reproach, grasping her hand.
"Look at you, refusing to wear more clothes at home, do you know how easily you could catch a cold?"
