Chapter - 175
With the taste of victory still fresh on his lips, Rick stepped onto the main road, his stride filled with purpose and confidence. The adrenaline from his confrontation with Linda in the police station still coursed through his veins, fueling his determination. Despite the tattered state of his clothes, remnants of the hunter's strikes, Rick couldn't suppress his grin.
His plan was simple: hitch a ride and put some distance between himself and the chaos he'd left behind. Yet, as he extended his thumb hopefully, the empty road seemed to mock him. The early hour offered slim pickings in terms of passing taxis, and those that did pass seemed to speed up at the sight of his disheveled appearance.
Rick's frustration mounted with each passing minute. He kicked at a loose stone on the sidewalk, his mind racing with impatience. *Come on, someone's gotta stop,* he thought, feeling the weight of exhaustion settling in his bones.
