I was right. Besides waiting for Zara to wake up, I needed to know who was responsible for this.Seeing I understood, I didn't go on talking or mock me. He rushed to the sidewalk and placed me in the car. "Drive," he told me.

The car arrived at a gigantic, freestanding villa twenty minutes later.

I fumed. "Where is this?"

"My place," I said.

She changed expression. "Uncle Lyon, I want you to have the driver take me home."

"You can overnight here or ride back on your own," I replied, getting out of the car and walking towards the villa.

Walking towards the villa in the midst of the...