CHAPTER 155 Bonus-21

　　It was a pleasant night for Ethan but as always, she was gone when he woke up. 

　　Leaving his office, he decided to leave his car and walk by foot, he was beginning to find a sinister satisfaction in these forbidden hours of the night.

　　He hurried to the side of the street. The rain had just stopped and the sideways were still

　　moisture-laden and the neon lights of the dry bar across the street glowed irritably across the range of his vision.

　　He folded his hands into a fist, gnarling and pissed at nothing in particular. He stood there a moment and gazed fixedly at the strange gathering of the night colors in the air.

　　He needed to hit something. It was the only logical thing to do. It was the only thing that felt like it would calm his restless soul. And maybe it was going to take the pain away.