Eve's heart couldn't stop beating. She looked out of the car's window again and again as Ethan drove them through the city. 

"What do you think happened to him?" She asked. 

"We'll know when we get there," Ethan replied. 

"Do you think he's sick, Ethan?" Eve glanced out of the window. "Please drive faster. We must get there soon."

"Relax, Eve. Nothing's going to happen."

"How can you tell me to relax!?" Eve snapped. "The more time we waste, the worse things can become. It's my Grandpa for goodness sake! You know I can't relax!"

"Eve–"

"Just drive faster, Mr. Anderson!" Eve yelled. 

"We can't break the traffic rules," Ethan...