“Ah!” Ingrid screamed in fear.
“What happened?” she snapped angrily.
Barry frowned and looked at her pained expression. “Nana, are you hurt anywhere?”
Ingrid had been in a bad mood all night. She was hoping to blow off steam with Barry at the hotel and get a good night’s sleep. But before the car had even gotten far, they were suddenly in an accident.
That made her furious.
“I’m fine. Just go deal with it quickly so we can get back,” she said sharply.
Barry, who normally didn’t appreciate being ordered around, frowned slightly.
“Alright. Rest for a bit.” He opened the car door and got out.
Just as he was about to confront whoever hit their car, a group of thuggish men stepped out from the other vehicle. They were dressed like street punks, tattoos of tiger heads clearly visible on
