Isla Prescott ended up driving Shane Sterling home in his car.
The car was expensive, but its passenger was priceless. She drove with extreme caution the entire way.
Shane Sterling was slumped in the back seat, cracking his eyes open to watch her from time to time. But she was focused on the road conditions ahead and had no idea the man in the back was only tipsy.
He wanted to talk to her, but he had to maintain his act of being blackout drunk. The restraint was agonizing.
The car crawled back to Shane Sterling's villa in Pellian Bay at a snail's pace. Mrs. Zane was already asleep, but she threw on some clothes and came downstairs to check when she heard the car pull up.
Isla Prescott was just wondering how she was going to get Shane Sterling out of the car when she saw Mrs. Zane. It was like seeing her savior.
"Mrs. Zane, Sean's drunk. Could you give me a hand with him?"
