Haylie and Ruben, dressed in black, came out of the funeral home with an urn of ashes in their hands. They supported each other and got into the Aston Martin, which had been waiting for a long time.
The car started. At this time, in a green taxi not far away, a woman wearing sunglasses in the back seat said, "Please follow the car in front of us."
"Okay, Ms. Thompson. Sit still."
The driver stepped on the accelerator and chased after the Aston Martin in front of him. At the same time, he maintained a safe distance from it so that they would not be discovered.
Savanna rolled down the car window a little to observe the road forward. She frowned slightly. Haylie and Ruben took this road. Were they going to the cemetery in the western suburbs?
Savanna had thought that Haylie and Ruben would restrain themselves a little in this situation and would not be in a hurry to bury their son.
She did not expect them to be so hasty.