Hodge

This was a three-story bungalow located in the Windhoek villa area.

The towering European-style building, the grassy courtyard, and the iron fence with gold trimmings in front of the door all illustrated the wealth of the owner of this bungalow.

In Namibia, this house undoubtedly represented the identity of its master.

At this time, Hodge was looking at everything in front of him in confusion. This was his home.

He could not remember when he came to the door nor why he stood here. In his memory, he had been driving after several murderers when he was hit by his opponent on the right side of the vehicle.

Then, there was a whirl of heaven and earth…

Hodge took a breath subconsciously, but suddenly he noticed a pungent burnt stench. Something seemed to be charred, but when he looked around, he found that there was nothing.

There was no fire, nothing burning.

Had I been rescued?