Sharon had only taken a few steps when she received a call from Whitney. "Don't worry. I'm still walking toward the hospital. I'll go back after I'm done. Has the voting started?"
She was still talking about her trip with Whitney when she sensed that something was wrong. She stopped and looked around warily.
"I'm near First Street. People seem to be following me," Sharon said calmly as she stared ahead. She had offended too many people recently, so much so that she didn't know who was looking for her now.
There were a few hooligans scattered behind the person who came. They were all holding steel rods in their hands. They stood in front of Sharon like a mountain that couldn't be easily shaken, and they were extremely oppressive.
"Damn you, little b*tch! I finally found you!" Sharon finally realized that one of the people in front of her was the manager from Dixon, Steve.
