"Rusell, why do I feel that our brother is acting unusually weird today? It's so quiet, it's kind of creepy."
Hearing Edward Woods' words, Rusell Henris waited a while before replying, "I have a very ominous feeling, like something major is about to happen."
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Steve Burton sat alone in his car for a long time after Edward and Rusell left. Eventually, he started the engine and slowly drove out of the underground parking garage.
It was four o'clock in the morning in the capital city, even those partying late into the night had scattered, making it the city's most tranquil moment. The streets were almost empty, only the neon lights on both sides casting their soft glow.
Steve stared straight ahead at the road, speeding around the city twice before driving out of town.
