บท 584: Not My Circus, Not My Monkeys

Villain Ch 584. Not My Circus, Not My Monkeys

Allen strolled into his apartment, kicking off his shoes. Gym bag slung over one shoulder, he tossed his jacket onto the back of a chair. Business as usual. But today, instead of diving into the ritualistic routine of unpacking his gym gear, he veered towards the window, navigating past the maze of half-empty boxes that cluttered his space.

The city sprawled beyond the glass, a chaotic orchestra of honking horns and distant sirens. Allen's eyes zeroed in on the street below, and there it was—a yellow taxi, stubbornly stationed across the way.