Chapter 73. The Flight of Death

He stopped next to her and, holding out his arm, pressed the button on the key and two headlights shone in the distance.

Giovanna turned to him angrily, as she pulled up her princess dress, which her mother had insisted she wear on that occasion, to make it easier to walk the short distance to the car.

"Couldn't you have stopped closer? Don't you know that girls like me wear high heels? Did Dad send me an idiot?" She asked and, without waiting for an answer, walked towards the car. When she got close, she thought it must be a mistake. The car was a Rolls-Royce La Rose Noire Droptail. She knew the value of a car like that and turned to the man, appraising him indiscreetly.

"You must be a good escort, since you got a car like that from some father..." She said and the man knew that would be the highest compliment he would ever receive from Giovanna. The most insufferable version he had ever met, but also the most radiant.

He opened