Zhang Heng had done a lot of walking in the past few days. When he arrived at the hotel, the first thing he did was to take a hot shower, getting rid of all that dirt and mud off him. While at it, he also washed his clothes and hung them on the window sill. With the temperature in the area, Zhang Heng's clothes would dry the next morning. Once he got up the following day, he would have clean and fresh clothes to wear.
Before sunset, he had already taken off his boots and laid on the bed. He did not know how long he slept, but it was definitely not that long. It was still dark outside when the sudden knocking on his door woke him up.
For the first time, Zhang Heng grabbed his revolver under the pillow and leaned against the door.
"Who are you?"
"It's me, sir, Wendy. We met at the grocery store in the afternoon."
Zhang Heng did not open the door immediately after hearing her voice. Frowning, he asked, "Why are you here?"
