Lucas's deep and composed voice filled the car. He spoke in several foreign languages during each phone call.
She could vaguely make out some English, French, German and Russian. Each switch of language was smooth and pleasant to the ears.
In between calls, he hung up a few times before picking up another one.
After he was done with calls, Elena turned her head and asked, "Can I listen to music?"
"Up to you."
Elena turned on the broadcast system and a light and warm tune flowed into the air.
It was a famous piano piece, and Elena was familiar with it.
A Comme Amour.
Surprised, Elena asked, "You like piano pieces too?"
"Violin pieces are not bad too," responded Lucas in his deep voice." You like the piano? Do you know how to play it?"
Does she play…
A sarcastic smile appeared on Elena's face…
Even though Lucas was focused on driving, he had noticed Elena's expression.
Elena turned her head to look at him.
