She hoped that such intuition was purely overthinking on her part.
...
Deep in the night.
A jeep drove into the depths of the mountain forest.
The surroundings were cliffs and precipices, and far beyond the reach of the high beam headlights lay an empty expanse of darkness.
The vehicle was moving at a steady pace, right in the middle of the road, skillfully navigating each dangerous turn.
Before long, the road became smooth.
There were some bumps.
Inside the car, a phone rang.
Glenn Hutchinson's brows moved slightly, but he didn't slow down, casting a glance at the caller ID. After seeing the character [Chu], he picked up the phone.
"Glenn," a serious voice came from the other side.
"Go ahead."
"It's nothing much, just that…" The voice remained calm, pausing deliberately before continuing, "Mia Lawson had an accident."
"What happened?" Glenn Hutchinson asked coldly.
"She lost two of her fingers." The voice seemed quite helpless.
"Who did it?"
