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Lennox had his head leaned on the rolled-up window glass as Raina controlled the steering. The city busied with a lot of people and activities and calmly, he just watched.

It's been four days since the shooting incidence happened, four days since he's been at the hospital. He was most relieved to finally leave the hospital.

From time to time, Raina kept stealing glances at him, seeming like she was holding back from saying the disturbing words she had lurking at the tip of her lips. Lennox noticed but didn't bother to look at her.

Finally, she said: "Grandpa is very mad at you."

Lennox heaved a sigh and simply adjusted his head on the glass. He still didn't look at her.

"I know," he muttered. And he was ready for it.

For the past four days, they didn't stop calling endlessly. He was actually thankful they didn't show up at the hospital.

"Those wolves are really shameless, you know" Raina huffed, her eyes on the road. "I can't believe the so-called Jerika couldn't even show up to