The green light just came on, as soon as the sole of his shoe stepped on the gas pedal deeply. A red Porsche, driving at 150 km/h, passed several cars on the right and left. His eyes still managed to take the time to glance at his watch. It was late afternoon when the plane landed at the airport. His tired face was filled with inner anxiety.

"The number you dialed could not be reached, please try again later."

Key has tried to call many times, but the call tone is still off. Two hours ago at Fendi's house...

His big palm touched my forehead. "Thank God! Your fever has...