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.

his

driver’s

gunned the engine and turned

the highest setting, his wipers were no match

appeared blurry

was not safe to drive out in this

every inch of the city, blowing all kinds

sky was so dark that everything

halfway through

down onto the car

hit the back

the car reeling for

his head on the

from his

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