"Boss, where are we going?"
After passing the same intersection for the third time, Ferdinand finally couldn't hold back his question.
A luxury car was nice, but even driving one got old after a while.
Interrupted from his thoughts, John glanced at the case he had casually tossed onto the seat and said, "Hell's Kitchen."
Following behind them, Savin saw the car change direction. Rather than follow immediately, he took a side road, drove some distance away, and stopped.
When John saw the car behind them disappear, he extended his left hand, and his wand slid into it.
He tapped the window lightly.
The Extrasensory Spell activated.
He saw Savin get into another car and meet them again at the next intersection.
The two cars drove side by side.
There was little traffic on this road. Inside Savin's blue car, a short-haired Asian woman was driving, edging closer to John's car.
Ferdinand laid on the horn, rolled down his window, and hurled abuse at her. "Do you get that close when you sleep with your daddy, bitch?"
This apparent display of road rage infuriated the driver, and she jerked her steering wheel.
"Fuck!" Ferdinand jolted in fright and hurried to steady the car.
Still cursing, he yanked the wheel and rammed the blue car.
The door crumpled, and the two cars scraped down the road in a shower of sparks.
"Hold on, boss! Watch me kill this piece of trash!" Ferdinand braked hard to fall behind, then accelerated and slammed into the blue car's rear.
The blue car surged forward under the impact, and the driver's head struck the steering wheel.
When she raised her head again, an orange-red glow repaired the dent in it.
Murder lurked in her eyes.
Savin kicked open the door, leaned halfway out, and gave