Alexis turned to look at him, her expression calm as she met his eyes.

Separated by the glass, Leonel could see the blood dripping from her arm.

Alexis looked numb. Her face was pale, and she trembled as she pulled a pack of cigarettes from the console. She lit one and filled the car with smoke before turning to Leonel.

As she rolled down the window, her voice was cold. "Open the gate."

It was a rainy night, and Leonel looked very stern. He bent down and noticed the alarming bloodstains on Alexis' arm. He had always thought of Alexis as a rational person, but now, he felt she had changed.