The car’s headlights drew closer from afar.

Noah stepped out of the car swiftly, wiped the rain off his face, and walked over to her.

“Gwynn.”

He caught her hands and realized that they were bleeding profusely. Rainwater poured into his throat as he spoke. “Wait for me in the car! I’ll look for Lorian!”

She shook his hand off violently.

She shuffled to another dumpster. There was no time to lose. She kept mumbling her son’s name all the time. “Lorian… Lorian…” However, she hadn’t gotten a