bookpower Chapter 6: New Ride
Chapter 6: New Ride
Chapter 6: New Ride
I woke up with a start, looking around before remembering where I was.
"Have a nice sleep?" Matt asked from the driver's seat. He glanced at me, a big smile on his face.
"The best in a long while." I answered, matching his grin.
It's been two weeks since I became Nico Voss. So far, most of the time has been spent planning, trying to translate the rough plan into an actual plan.
We've been able to figure out the best places to go, the best things to do and the best way to do it. I can say with confidence that we've dotted our I's and crossed our T's.
A lot of it required studying up on Mila, consuming her content and trying to figure out the real person underneath it. So far, I believe we've come up with the best plan we possibly can.
And for the first and most important step, we're currently on our way to getting the supercar we'll be using.
I can say it hasn't been easy to find a supercar beautiful enough to catch her attention AND one that she hasn't taken a picture with before.
Then, it was another thing to sort out insurance for the car.
All in all, it had been a bit more stressful than I'd thought. Turns out insurance for supercars is another ballgame.
Paying had been the easiest part of the whole thing and now, we were on our way to collect the car.
Before we get there, there's one thing I want you to know.
Remember when I told you that I got a second life?
Turns out my second life is in another world. Yes, it's earth but this earth has something that makes it different from our earth.
Antarctica exists here and it's habitable. It had been a shock and at the same time, totally obvious when I found out I actually lived in the city of Crownsborough, Antarctica.
And here's the kicker. Remember my father, Logan Voss?
"Not bad." I said, even though I was struggling to keep my grin from widening. This was exactly the kind of life I'd dreamed of. The salesman smiled at me, totally aware that I was trying to play it cool.
"And without further ado," the door slid open, "here we are."
I walked in and the moment I saw the car, my breath caught in my throat.
The McLaren Senna sat under a spotlight, looking almost too perfect to be real. The car was painted a beautiful jet black with orange highlights.
Its massive rear wings made it look more like it belonged on a racetrack than on any road we'd be driving. But that was exactly the point.
I walked closer, examining it from every angle. I turned back to look at the salesman. "It's perfect."
He stepped forward, holding out the key fob. "Here you go, Mr. Voss. Your McLaren Senna. I'm confident it'll exceed every expectation."
I took the fob from him.
Matt clapped me on the shoulder. "Ready to take her out for a spin?"
I met his eyes, both of us sporting big grins. "More than ready, bro."
I walked to the car and opened its dihedral doors and paused. It took being slick but I was able to enter without messing up.
One wouldn't be able to guess just from looking at it but entering a Senna wasn't as easy.
I closed the door and sat there. I'd researched this car but now that I'm inside, I realized that there was something I'd missed.
How do I start it?
As if he knew what I was thinking, the salesman called out to me. "On the roof."
I looked up to see the start button. Who the hell puts the start button on the roof?!
It didn't matter though. I'd taken my first step into the world of wealth and exclusivity.