Micah stood still for a moment in the middle of the parking lot. The cold breeze tugged lightly at the hem of his skirt, and he wrapped his arms around himself, unsure what had happened. His gaze trailed after the black car that had vanished minutes ago.
Clyde had left just like that.
Micha looked around and sighed. He walked toward the exit with a dazed face as he replayed everything in his head. He still could not understand what happened. Clyde was fine one second, then suddenly cold…
Micah puffed up his cheek in annoyance. The man was really hard to understand. When he finally reached the parking lot entrance, he looked left and right. Not seeing any sign of Alex Ford, he went to the main street and hailed a taxi.
Inside the apartment, he took off his girly clothes and went straight to the bathroom.
