Legacy (Completed)

Chapter 7

"For the love of god, Lorenzo, slow down!" I hissed out, grabbing onto the handle above the door. The car whirled with the speed. Without touching the signal light, we went zooming around the corner, tossing me towards the center console. "You're going to kill us!"

"Oh, quit your whining it's not that bad," he snapped back, glancing down at the GPS to see where we were from our destination. He glanced up in time to swerve around a pedestrian crossing through the road.

"You're speeding just about killed someone!" I retorted back, tucking myself further into the seat, my grip tightening on the handle. I couldn't force myself to even think about closing my eyes. They stayed open wide, glued to the road in hopes of keeping us from crashing.

"I decided a while back that one should see a speed limit sign as just a recommendation of the speed you can go." I rolled my eyes at his thought process, eyeing the GPS. Another corner was coming up, and I felt my stomach drop.

"This is a 55 mile per hour zone, Lorenzo!" A car honked in protest as we zipped through an intersection with reckless abandonment.

"What's your point?" he asked distractedly, his attention straying away from the conversation as the car sped around another corner, throwing me into the window. I hissed, my shoulder throbbing from the impact. That's going to bruise tomorrow.

"You're going 80!" I cried out to him, daring myself enough to raise a hand to point towards the evidence before lowering it quickly to grip onto the nearest ledge.

"I like living life on the edge," he retorted, the GPS dinging with arrival. He sent me a quick smirk before the car spun. A petrified scream ripped from my throat as I was thrown against the window. The world stilled, my breath coming out heavy, as I glanced around the stilled area.

He had fucking spun us across the street into a parking stall.

"I would normally say that that was awesome, but you scared me shitless, so screw you," I panted out, pushing displaced hairs back into place and out of my face.

"Well, aren't you a little bucket of sass," he crooned, stepping out of the car as the doors slid upwards. "Come on, we don't have time to waste. The time has well passed!" I grumbled as the door on my side slid up. I mocked his words silently as I trailed behind his fast-paced steps. The doors opened to greet us.

The lobby was a lot nicer than the last. The ceiling reached all the way to the top of the building, little glowing globes danced and hovered in the air to provide lighting. Balconies and railings lined the square shape, the levels of rooms able to look out and down at the lobby.

The concierge table was rounded. The wood was polished to the point of reflection. A rectangular, slightly bowed screen rested behind the curved table. As the two of us stepped closer, the screen flickered to the point where a digitalized human AI appeared, smiling at us kindly.

"Welcome, how may I help you?" he asked in a surprisingly smooth tone.

"We need access to the room 374. The person in there is expecting us." The AI paused for a moment, a loading symbol flashing over the screen before the AI's human persona smiled.

"Yes, of course! Take the elevator up to floor five. The door should be on the left side of the wing." An elevator slide open by itself behind us, causing our heads to turn back towards it. Ren checked his watch quickly.