It was a cold, quiet night. White smoke was still billowing from the cargo truck up ahead.
The officer car was badly crushed in the back. Oberon's face was still pale. He was still in shock from the incident.
Click!
The back door opened. Isaac got out of the car and headed out. Denvor also came to his senses and crawled out of the car after Isaac.
Oberon looked into his rearview mirror and saw the two were heading toward the cargo truck. He shook his head in an attempt to clear his thoughts. Then, he pushed his door open and brought his phone out of his pocket to make some calls.
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