My dear wife is a nine-tailed fox
It started thundering and pouring heavy rain, Devlin wanted to find somewhere to stop, tomorrow morning after everything is sorted out he will return.
Devlin stopped the car in front of the only old church here, not a single house around. The atmosphere was terrifying, it was raining heavily outside and there was no sign of stopping. Devlin stepped inside, someone had lit a big bonfire in the middle, a smell of baked potatoes hit his nose, fatigue, hunger, and cold made him unhesitatingly sit down next to the pile. fire. While waiting for the other potatoes to cook, he took out his iPhone and looked at the company's transactions. Devlin is a workaholic but it's worth it, his career, Gunner C