Forgotten Blood

The black SUV drove again on Crest's highway at 03:15 AM.

The silence inside the car felt heavy as lead. Only the steady hum of the engine could be heard and occasionally the sound of tires passing over uneven roads.

Dante sat in the back seat with very stiff posture, jaw clenched hard, eyes staring emptily at the window that only reflected the darkness of night. His right hand still gripped the p