The Perfect Distraction

The car rolled up to the front of Camilla's family house. Her driver, Pietro, stepped out immediately, walking around to open the door for Camilla.

“Thank you,” Camilla said softly, stepping out,

He nodded, still rooted in the same position.

“Why are you standing there?” Camilla stopped walking, noticing him.

“Mr. Vanzetti said to let him know once you get inside the house.” Pietro bowed his head