Chapter 29 Cold-blooded Murderer

• 《 Shirley 》
• After having a 'me' time in the restroom, I took the elevator to the basement parking lot. It was really quiet down there as most employees had departed for the day. The only sound that echoed throughout the huge parking area was the sound of my car keys jingling.
• I was fiddling with the car racing guidelines that Dylan gave me earlier to memorize. I was too engrossed in the context to even realize a presence behind me before a hand went across my waist.