Chapter 12

Scarlet relaxed on her seat. Her eyes fixed at the mirror right in front of Peter.

“If I may ask, why are you suddenly interested in knowing me?” Peter asked. His hands clutching the car steering tightly. His lips were curved into a sly smile. Scarlet felt something was undoubtedly odd about him.

“It's nothing. I mean it's nothing bad if I get to know my personal driver.” Scarlet responded.

“Sure. I'm just curious.” He rubs his head, yawning. “I never wanted to be a driver, you know. I had a lovely family. Myself, my dad, my sister and I. We were one lovely family until tragedy struck.”

“Oh goodness. What happened?” Scarlet leans forwards a bit towards him, her palm placed on her thighs. “ I'm listening, go on please.”

“My dad was a truck driver. He was driving his truck one day when a call came in. I was with him that day, in the car……” Peter's eyes flickered, his voice became teary and it quavered. “It was about my mom, she had been rushed to the hospital. She collapsed earlier. Sh