Aldana struggled to sit upright in the speeding Ferrari.
She had never known Norris could drive so fast.
Sitting for a while, she felt like she was about to vomit.
The car stopped at the entrance of a small villa in the city center, and just as Norris had steadied it, Aldana pushed open the car door and held onto the hood to vomit violently.
There was nothing in her stomach, and all she threw up was sour liquid.
"Hey, Aldana, you get carsick?" Norris walked out of the car, handed her a tissue, and tilted his head slightly.
"Norris, do you usually drive..." she managed to catch her breath, "this fast?"
"Tonight seemed a bit dangerous, so I couldn't help but speed up a little." She seemed a bit embarrassed, took Aldana's bag from the car, and, holding her arm, led her into the villa's hall.
