Maverick Was Missing

The police car was always eye-catching among the traffic.

Everly held the steering wheel with both hands. Even if she was side by side with the police car, she only glanced over there. Her mind had already drifted far away.

After Hendrix hung up the phone, Everly's short life of seclusion ended early.

After leaving the hospital, Everly dropped the brush and drove to Maverick's villa.

Along the way, she had been dialing Maverick's phone number. She couldn't remember how many phone calls she made. The phone was turned off, but she wouldn't give up.

"Maverick! Please answer the phone! Turn on the phone and answer my phone call!"

Where the hell did you go?