United States, Washington State.
On a rugged mountain road, a black sedan slowly drove in the direction of Bright Falls.
Smooth jazz played inside the car. Grant Ward, an agent from Hydra, drove while excitedly pretending to be one of Constantine's little fanboys.
"Mr. Constantine, I never thought I'd get to investigate this case with you, haha. I hear your name all the time in S.H.I.E.L.D. They say—"
This was his first mission after recovering from his injuries, and it was also a chance to get close to Constantine and observe him.
"Is that right?"
Sitting in the passenger seat with a cigarette dangling lazily from his mouth, Constantine let the cold wind blow over him as he rested his right arm on the open window.
The reason he had chosen to take this commission was not for the mere two hundred thousand dollars, but because there was a powerful call urging him every day beside his ear, pushing him to go to a place called Bright Falls.
You knew how it was—every time you were picking up girls, every time you were doing some exercise, there was always a voice chattering endlessly in your ear. It had seriously disrupted Constantine's life and annoyed him to no end!
To get rid of the interference from that voice and return to normal life as soon as possible, Hellblazer Constantine had no choice but to take this commission and head to Bright Falls.
As he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt the car slow down.
Grant apologized and pulled the car over to the roadside. Ahead, two police officers strode over and knocked on Grant's window.
"Sir, please show your driver's license."
"Officer, what happened up ahead?"
Keeping his hands where the officers could see them, Grant handed over his documents