The car was not unfamiliar to her, though Mason Bennett rarely drove it; she had seen it in his garage.
Bella Green did not get into the car, nor did Mason get out; they stood in a silent standoff, one inside, one outside.
Bella stood there, her nose reddening from the cold, but Mason did not get out.
After a long while, seeing that he indeed wasn't coming out, Bella's stubbornness kicked in, and she stepped around the car.
She had barely walked a couple of steps when she heard the sound of the car door opening and closing behind her, followed by the steady footsteps of a man.
Bella sniffed and quickened her pace.
But no matter how quick she walked, she couldn't outrun Mason's long strides.
In just a few steps, she felt a weight on her shoulder; a black suit jacket was draped over her.
Bella abruptly stopped but didn't turn around.
"Stand still, I'll drive over."
Mason said, then paused for a few seconds, as if waiting for her response.
