Kring
Kring
Luke's face brightened as he glanced at his phone, expecting it to be Andrew, but when he saw Adam's name, he returned his attention to the road.
'Shit'
'Fuck'
'Damn'
'Andrew, you dumb piece of shit, why do you have to do this today of all days.'
'You're begging to be killed.'
'If that happens to you, you're so dead. You'll die... and Sonia, if she finds out, what then?'
Luke slammed his hand on the honk horn several times.
Then he took in a deep breath. In and out, in and out, but the scene he'll arrive at there popped up in his mind.
His vivid imagination generously painted the image of Andrew's lifeless body on the floor and Sonia's face frozen in shock, teary-eyed.