Driving out of the estate, Davis rolled down the window, letting the cool night breeze sweep into the car, gently kissing his face.
His mind was a storm of scattered thoughts of confusion, restlessness and uncertainty.
He didn't know exactly what to think or what to believe anymore, but at that moment, one thing was crystal clear and certain: he needed to cool his head and think straight.
With that decision, he decided to take a trip to the club. It had been a long time since he visited this club.
With a swift turn, he headed towards The Emperor's club.
This had been a place he frequented when he previously when the accident hadn't happened.
As his sleek black car glided into the parking lot of the upscale club, coming to a smooth stop, Davis stepped out of the car as the valet rushed forward.
Without a word, he tossed the keys to him and walked toward the entrance, taking a few stairs before the revolving doors swallowed his tall figure.
