"Who? Richard Shaw, the Major General from Imperial City you mentioned before?" Leah suddenly remembered the striking license plate, slapped her thigh, and exclaimed, "It must be him! The people who cornered us were military personnel. That black, modified SUV could practically function as a tank. Damn, turns out it was that bastard."
Delphine pinched her pouting cheeks and smiled, "Mr. Shaw isn't like what you're imagining. When you meet him, you'll understand."
