Chapter 1 Section 2.
Dragan opened the passenger door of the Nissan Cory stole. Rain was cascading down, tapping against the roof. The sound of it was soothing. The pavement glowed with the light from street lamps as water splashed upward. It was quiet, save for the pitter-patter of rain. “I’m going to kill him now.” Dragan said, opening the door. When he stepped out into the street his boot splashed into a puddle. “Really? You had to go and park right here? You couldn’t have gone another 20 feet down the road, where it’s dry?”
