Norris Moore replied and watched his car drive away from the quiet street.
She looked away and sat on the bench at the bus stop, sighing deeply.
Suddenly, she really wanted to smoke.
The craving for cigarettes hit her out of nowhere, making her feel a bit annoyed.
Norris Moore raised her hand to rub her temples, leaning back against the bus stop sign.
No taxis came by, so she took out her phone and scrolled through her contacts.
She wanted to find someone to chat with.
But no matter how much she searched, she couldn't find anyone she could talk to.
Where was Amelia now? Was Aldana asleep? Was Alex at the hospital? She didn't dare to call him, but she sent a text message to Evelyn Miller, asking her to pay attention to Alex Miller's injuries.
The night was cold, and her fingertips were icy.
Norris Moore looked up at the sky in a daze.
Had Trenton Smith picked up Zara White yet? He should have by now. The hospital wasn't far from here.
