—4 A.M. MORNING—
While Vincent was fast asleep with Helena in his arms after an intense exercise, in another part of the city, Jin was wide awake. His hands gripped the steering wheel, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the road, trying to keep his vision from blurring. His greasy hair stuck up in odd angles after pulling another all-nighter.
In the backseat of the car, an old man clutched a grocery bag like it contained the crown jewels.
"Young man, didn't I tell you to drive faster? My flight is in 15 minutes!"
Jin gave him a disturbing smile that almost made the old man jump in fear. "Old man, I am a law-abiding citizen. I can't overspeed just because you said it." He had already calculated that it would be impossible to reach the airport within 15 minutes, and that would surely get him a one-star review.
But there was no joy on Jin's face. Instead, his expression looked solemn, and he clutched the steering wheel tighter.
