Although the fear had already subsided, he was still tense and uneasy...
In the car, Frank had been trying hard to communicate with the men in black suits around him, hoping to get some information from them, like where he would be taken.
Although he couldn't decide anything, at least it could make him feel a little better and less anxious.
Unfortunately, the men in black around him were like a group of deaf people. They not only ignored him but also did not communicate with each other.
He could only vaguely distinguish through the car window that the car was heading west toward Oakland.
Because just now he noticed the car moved from the East Bay's highway and then entered the San Francisco-Oakland Bay Bridge.
Although it was his first time seeing the bridge early in the morning, the empty road made him feel somewhat unfamiliar, but the lights on the bridge reflected the distant city skyline.
