The three old executives nodded immediately. Then, they took their briefcases and got off at the next stop.
The train usually did not stop for a very long time. Occasionally, a person or two would come on board.
Wynter was a little delirious, not knowing whether she was dreaming or if it was reality. She only wanted to seek revenge. Something was burning in her throat and her eyes. @@novelbin@@
Daltonâs voice cut through the noise. âDonât think too much. Have some sleep,â he said softly. The coolness of his fingertips could cool her down a little.