Julius Reed demanded they hit the road as quickly as possible.
As the driver, Karen had no choice but to oblige.
If anything went wrong, it was certainly going to be his bad luck.
Peering through the rearview mirror at Terry Moore, who was playing with his phone in the backseat, Karen couldn't help but curse, "Damn Terry Moore!"
The challenging task of driving should have been Terry's responsibility.
But Terry had complained of feeling unwell that morning and hadn't yet recovered.
So Karen reluctantly took on the role of the driver.
Yet, when they were heading downstairs, he saw Terry running faster than a rabbit!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
Since he couldn't beat Terry Moore, Karen could only vent his anger on the street thugs.
"Just wait!"
Hearing Karen's cursing, the thugs were not pleased.
"Can't you see I'm dealing with something here? What's the rush? Eager to be reincarnated?"
