Val got out of the car, praising herself for having taken the service. If she went on foot, she would definitely get caught in the rain, because she did not take an umbrella. Immediately she was lucky to wait out the bad weather in a cozy car interior, still remembering the smell of Christina's perfume.

“Victor,” she called to the driver. “After you drop me off, go to the car wash.

The driver raised an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation. With Valian, he could afford to communicate in this way.

“The cabin smells of perfume,” she explained, opening her notes on her tablet. “And our new boss won’t even accept...