What a warm greeting

The place was still within the boundaries.

It was an intersection ahead. The body frame of the traffic lights there was quite big since it was not only regulating the intersection, but also the underpass beneath it. There, on top was Sandro Smith laughing. When Agatha regained clarity of her mind, looking back to the crazy attacker who just suddenly popped out of nowhere, the first thing that she wondered was not how he appeared here.

'Am I his next target?'

Panting so hard and audibly, she roamed her eyes around to check how many people were in the surroundings and if her driver was still alive. Not long after, her gaze flickered back to the person now jumping down to the road.

Aside from getting some bruises and cuts on her skin, she was fairly safe and did not get caught in the fire and explosion. Her driver was alive, only his forehead and right arm were bathed in crimson, bleeding due to some long cuts and gashes there. It was not the case with the people nearby her car though.

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