C508 The Racer

Tella's voice drifted down from upstairs, prompting Wood to glance at the time. To his surprise, it was already eight in the evening, and the sky outside had turned pitch black.

"Alright," Wood replied, nodding in agreement. His stomach was indeed starting to growl.

The group quickly gathered their belongings and left the estate. Denis had secured a reservation at a five-star hotel