Good, that's good. If the person tailing him really is Maxwell Saxon, then this time, he definitely won't let him walk away.
Letting a tiger return to the mountain is the kind of dangerous thing that, once you've done it once, is already completely irrational. He will never do it a second time.
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Seven-thirty in the evening in Z City—turn to the other side of the globe, and it's a little past three in the morning.
Right now, it's still winter in Z City, the temperature often a few degrees below zero, but in another tropical city, it's the height of summer.
The stifling heat pressed down on the entire city like a giant furnace, even the seawater was warm to the touch.
The countryside outside X City wasn't one of those typical farming villages ringed by mountains and shaded with trees on all sides.
