The Revenge Of Julius Sabbath

Chapter 48: The Meet Up

Arriving at the bridge, which stood as a relic of forgotten times, Mr. Turner parked the car under the bridge and stepped out of it, opening the door for Julius, then immediately bowing.

As Julius emerged from the cocoon of his luxurious car, he saw that the walls of the bridge bore scars of neglect. Its surface was cracked and weathered from years of exposure to the elements. He also noticed how moss and ivy crept along its edges, weaving a tapestry of greenery that contrasted with the dull gray of the concrete.

Beyond their car, underneath the bridge, Julius saw a truck with its paint completely peeled off. It was so peeled off that he could tell that its once vibrant paint was now a patchwork of rust and faded hues.

Similarly, Julius observed how its metal was poked with dents and scratches, bearing the scars of countless journeys and years of neglect.

However, if the truck appeared neglected, it was a deception. Right at that moment, Julius saw the truck driver’s side open, and st