The next day.
Caroline Edwin wore a white long-sleeved top, over which she had put on a dark blue thin coat. Paired with lilac moto pants, her legs appeared long and symmetrical.
She wore a pair of black boots, a black baseball cap on her head, and wore a face mask. Then, she grabbed her car keys and headed out.
Such an outfit would be a disaster on anyone else, but on Caroline Edwin, it didn't seem out of place.
She got her keys, went to the garage, and walked over to the black Red Flag parked inside.
She opened the car door, inserted the key, and backed the car out of the garage. Then, driving in the opposite direction, the car sped out like an arrow released from a bow.
"Whoosh."
Everywhere the Red Flag car passed, its fluttering flag, placed in front of the car, would attract curious and frequent glances.
The early morning in Marine City.
