"It was talkative," Jason said, unbuckling the case. He handed it over. "Next time you need to move a relic's soul, tell your guys to install a better lock."
"I'm just the transporter," he said, sliding back into the driver’s seat. "And the meter is still running." qi shu transporter
Jason slammed the car back down, executing a perfect J-turn on the slick highway. He was now facing the opposite direction of the pursuing SUVs. He floored the accelerator. "It was talkative," Jason said, unbuckling the case
"Mr. Hsu," she stammered, handing over the briefcase. "The readings are... wrong. It’s pulsating. We extracted it from a relic, not a person. It’s chaotic. Violent." "It was talkative