Chapter 183

The weather made people want to kill someone. The heat wave was so bad that all appliance stores were running out of air conditioning units. On top of that, the approaching monsoon brought a sticky humidity to the air. Lily stood in the middle of the eight-lane road and blew her whistle. Her blue shirt was drenched in sweat and clung to her skin.

Beeeep!

That damned subway construction had been going on all year, and it didn't look like it would be completed anytime soon. The streets were like a blocked stomach, and the cars were like food flowing in. They became stuck as they filled the road. And why did there have to be an accident on today of all days when she was all alone?