Chapter 229: I Surrender to the Calamity

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[South City... South City...]

For the few days Maxwell Cameron had been unconscious, his dreams seemed to be trapped in a strange loop, replaying the same scene over and over.

A girl ran through a lush garden, her laughter bright and crisp. Her skirt fluttered in the wind...

She'd run, then look back, calling his name.

He had a splitting headache.

Supporting his forehead with one hand, his cold, concentrated pupils stared at the scenery flashing past the car window.

Damn, he'd actually been unconscious for several days, and still had a splitting headache when he woke up!

The Camerons' vintage car stopped in front of an abandoned house.

The stately, carved door showed rusty patches, sealed off with a police tape. It had been this way for years.

Bald Snake got out of the car, his legs straight and long.

He had investigated the Sullivans several times, but he had never personally seen Felicia Sullivan's past.