Putting on his coat, Jesse Rowan walked straight to the Cheney Family's garage.
His red Ferrari was parked next to Sylvan Cheney's black Rolls Royce, making it extremely eye-catching.
He changed cars almost as often as he changed women, with many styles and models collected at home, yet never sticking to one.
This Ferrari was recently acquired at a car show after catching his eye.
The car's engine roared loudly and soon vanished into the curtains of rain. The raindrops pattered on the car windows as the wipers swung tirelessly.
The splash of red stood out in the traffic, drawing attention.
Jesse Rowan's expression was fiercely grim, a rare sight of such chilling gaze in his eyes, resembling a wolf.
With both hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, the car drove all the way to the hospital.
Landon Central Hospital, Obstetrics and Gynecology Department.
Joan Harry wore a white mask, her eyes showing a gleam of panic and nervousness, her face unmistakably pale.
