Sydney fled

I stepped out of the house and a cold shiver ran down my spine, forcing the hair to rise over my skin even when I was covered in layers of warm clothes. I took a sniff before glancing around, casually eyeing the cars that were parked at the driveway. No one was using them... A man was passing by, someone who seemed like he'd be taking care of the cars in this place. I raised my hand, waved at him and in a just a few seconds, he began walking toward me. "Do you take care of the cars?" I asked, hand folded across my chest and my voice as deep as it could get. I had learned a few things here and there over the past year. "Yes, ma'am." He replied, nodding. "Good. Get me the keys for the black one." I twisted my neck only a little to direct him toward the black car that was parked behind a blue sports car. "And fast and make sure Leander doesn't knows about this-" That came out wrong. The man looked up at me, confused. "I mean, I'm his guest and I'll inform him later and I don't want you tr