William Cole drove the Ferrari, speeding rapidly out of the city towards the outskirts of Gragan.
"Beep beep beep—"
The phone that came with the woman's hand suddenly started beeping. William pressed the answer button, his voice icy, "Marshall Dawn, I've done as you asked, and I'm on my way out of the city now."
"Very good."
Marshall Dawn laughed, very pleased with William's compliance, "Your phone is still switched off, right?"
William coldly answered, "Of course, I turned it off during dinner."
"Oh, that's right, now throw your phone out of the car." Marshall Dawn said casually, "You have too many men under you. What if there's a tracker in your phone and someone finds us?"
"If you want to save Ruth Dawn, do as I say."
"Bang!"
Without a word, William opened the window and threw his phone out, "I've thrown it away, are you satisfied now?"
Marshall Dawn grinned, "That's more like it, at least you know what's good for you."