Chapter 1967

But Mark had hung up the phone.

He grabbed his car keys and made his way out of the office building.

His car was parked in the open parking lot outside.

The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless.

When he finally reached his car, he was already soaking wet.

But Mark couldn’t care less.

When he opened his car door, the rain poured into his mouth.

inside of his car

slid into the driver’s seat

gunned the engine and turned on the

wipers were no match against

appeared

was not safe to drive out in this kind of

the city, blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air and felling

that everything underneath

already halfway through

rod smashed down onto the car out

the back

car

head on

from his

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