The other party finishes speaking.
Perry Reed frowns, lifts his eyes, and looks at Flossie Wright.
Nodding, Flossie shrugs her shoulders.
Thus, Perry ends the call.
As for the woman on the other end of the phone, she can't help but sigh at the sudden disconnection.
Typical. Used then discarded.
In the car.
Flossie rubs her chin, frowns, and falls into deep thought.
Without saying a word, Perry quietly drives the car, not mentioning anything about this affair that has nothing to do with him.
Uninterested.
"Hey." Rubbing her forehead, Flossie suddenly opens her mouth.
"Hm?"
After some thought, Flossie turns her head, seemingly curious, "Haven't you ever wondered why I would die?"
The hand gripping the steering wheel stiffens.
The red light ahead comes on, a lorry passes from the right.
