Chapter 301: Not So Awesome Foursome (Part 3)

The rain hammered against the windshield of the car as Don navigated the winding roads away from the tunnel exit. 

Droplets moved diagonally, distorted by the wipers that lazily swiped across the glass. He wasn't in a hurry—not to get home, anyway. Too much cluttered his thoughts, and going back to a house full of people wasn't appealing.

It was just past noon, and his mind drifted to the training he'd been doing these past few days. He might as well get the afternoon session out of the way, he decided. 

Turning onto an old, uneven road that barely qualified as pavement, he headed toward the abandoned steel mill.

The drive was uneventful, save for the monotonous sound of the rain and the occasional jolt from a pothole. Fifteen minutes later, he reached the compound's entrance—a rusted gate barely held together by a loose chain. 

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, staring at it.