Like any other day, Bobby went to his work, driving the red supermodel car after having a sumptuous lunch with his aunt.
Mainly because of several reasons; first, geopolitical hotspot zone as agreed by the founding members of the Aphrodite City, the place was regarded as the no-fly zone, and of course, the main reason, being the host of the main military site of the entire Delta Belt region, which was known to none other than those that had full access to it. The red vehicle, driven by Bobby, rolled along the cobblestone boulevard toward the direction of his workplace.
And as soon as the vehicle reached deep inside the wood where he rarely met any second vehicle, suddenly he applied the brake and stopped his car just a few feet away from hitting the large lumber blocking his way.
The side door just beside the driver's side lifted and a lanky youth with a pair of sunglasses got out of the car.