Bab 171: Already over

I was convinced that the traffic laws Ghost remembered were older than me. But he was a slow and steady driver overall, even despite the tiredness that slowly but steadily crept up on both of us. Since there weren't any cars around, we didn't smash into anyone on our way to the place where Anon was held, but two times Ghost had missed a turn and we hard to circle around. This made the twenty minutes-long drive turn into a thirty minutes-long one, and I had to repeat pain-reducing operation on myself thrice in that time.

When we arrived, Anon was sitting on a lawn, with Alexey leaning over him and JJ standing a few steps away. At our approach, he sent us a bright smile. Even in the dim lighting from the street lamps, I saw that JJ's cheeks were flushed—not embarrassed-flushed or angry-flushed, but alive-flushed. He was pumped up with blood.