A spy lovestory

on , no one will be able to tell . I tried not let the quiteness and darkness get to me as I furthered my way towards the shop with the 'Devine Automibe' written at the top. The transparent door

er father" so the man is his father. But he's nothing like him "Okay. Excuse me" I watched as he disappeared to the room he ventured into earlier before I focused my attention to him "Elijah or whatever you call yourself . I'm not paying a dime here . You caused the damage so you have to take full responsibility. And if you decide not to do that , then I will have to involve the police. Because that car is very important to methan you imagined" Since he called me a crazy person, maybe behaving like one will bring him back to his senses. 50/50 ? To hell with that. His eyes went calculative for a while before he adjust his sitting position intertwining his hands. "Are you trying to put yourself in trouble Miss..." "Elise" I completed for him "And I don't see fighting for my right as putting myself in trouble" "If you're even thinking of how I can do that , I have connections and there's the surveillance camera . I'm sure it captures everything" A small smile made its way out of me seeing the expression on his face. He thought he'd use his meaningness words on me. "What do want now?" I wanted to burst out with laughter at his words. He's accepting defeat already when I've not dropped the bomb yet. "I want my car to be back to the way it was before" "Ofcourse it'll. That's our job" An unexpected chuckle erupts from me. "I don't think you get what I mean" I said folding my arms across my chest . It is my chance to make him agree my demands. "As you know, fixing the side light and the crack will not be enough. I want it to be painted. Everything to to be new. Like I bought new one" His eyes slightly grew wide. I'm sure he's not expecting that from me . But who care. He said I'm a crazy woman. I'm showing him my craziness. "Miss Elise, painting your car isn't part of the compensation. The only thing I will be focused on is the crack and the side light" "The crack has alreadly damage the painting. You can't expect me to drive in a half done car " I exclaimed flunging my hands in the air. I heard him sigh out . " I think I just got myself involved into big trouble " You have not seen trouble yet . I wanted to say but kept quite as I watched him flipping the paper that was brought out by his father. He scanned through it for a while his eye brows creasing at some point. I wonder what was making him do that. "Do you know that the cost to fix your car is quite expensive right?"