Behind her, the black Maybach's engine roared and, like an arrow loosed from its string, sped away.
Fluffy Zane gradually found it hard to keep running, her steps slowing. The summer evening breeze still carried a slight stuffiness. She lifted her hand, brushed her hair behind her shoulders, and panted softly. Her head was still somewhat dizzy, so she stood still, hoping to clear her mind after a moment.
In the rearview mirror, William Guillen watched the staggering silhouette run away. Gradually, the figure dwindled to a tiny speck until it finally disappeared completely. This whole process took only a few seconds.
As the car sped along, the frustration in his heart showed no signs of cooling down.
SCREECH— A sharp braking sound pierced the sky as the tires left long friction marks on the road surface.
"Damn it!"
He clenched one hand into a fist and pounded the steering wheel.
Fluffy Zane stood in place, watching the constant flow of traffic, her mind beginning to go blank...
