CHAPTER 33 AN INVITATION

Fred was in high spirits as he stepped out of the university building, his backpack slung over his shoulder. The sun was shining, the air was crisp, and he felt a sense of satisfaction that came from finishing another day of classes. As he approached his waiting car, a sleek black sedan, he tossed his backpack into the back seat and slid in next to it. "Lester," he called to the driver, his voice easy and familiar. "Let's go to Duke's, but can you drop me off a few streets before we get there? I want to stretch my legs a bit." As Fred stepped out of the car, he was immediately struck by the beauty of the day. The sky was a clear blue, the sun warm on his face, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of spring. He took a deep breath, savoring the moment, before falling into a relaxed, easy stride. As he walked, he couldn't help but marvel at the city around him. The tall buildings, the bustling streets, the constant hum of activity. It was so different from the quiet, tree-lined