On the long, straight highway.
A McLaren GT was speeding by, creating a whirlwind as it roared past.
Inside the car.
Du Wei was just making a call to Alex.
He had thought he would spend a day and a half in Massas City, but hadn't expected so many unexpected developments to occur in just about eight hours, forcing him to leave.
Therefore, Du Wei awkwardly realized that he seemed to have nowhere to go.
If he returned to New York now, the alibi he had deliberately created would be problematic because Alex had already gone to her parents' city.
The two of them couldn't return to New York together.
He might as well give Alex a call, report his safety, and chat about meeting her parents.
However, it seemed that Alex had already gone to sleep, and he couldn't get through to her.
After thinking about it, Du Wei hung up, planning to find a more secluded stretch of road to park and sleep for the night.
But just as he hung up the phone, it rang again.
