The fallen sand and stone formed a small hill at the spot where Adrian Walyon's car had just been.
If Adrian's car had reacted a fraction of a second slower, the result wouldn't just be the car being crushed, but both car and man being buried alive!
Adrian turned his head to look at the car behind him.
The truck driver was slumped over in the vehicle, seemingly unconscious.
Adrian was rushing to bring food home to Summer Sutton, afraid that if he returned late, she would be worried waiting for him. He didn't get out of the car to check the situation.
Instead, he planned to let the traffic police handle it and go to the police station to find out more tomorrow.
Without lingering, Adrian quickened his speed and continued driving toward the Walyon Family's residence.
...
Since Adrian left, Summer Sutton never felt at ease.
Tonight, her unease was particularly strong, and Summer didn't know where it was coming from. The moment Adrian left the villa, she naturally felt this way.
