Daisy Ginger must have taken some roundabout path, Edward Stephens drove for a while and still didn't see her.
The moon was bright and the stars sparse, the night dark and the wind high. The hospital wasn't located in a bustling city center; rather, it was somewhat remote. As he drove along this road, apart from his car, there were only a few drunks hugging trash cans and vomiting on the sidewalk. Edward drove for a bit, then returned to his original place, and called Daisy.
The call didn't go through.
It was rejected.
This damned woman.
He cursed inwardly, having no choice but to bear with it and call her again.
As usual, Daisy rejected the call.
She actually had the nerve to throw a tantrum at him!
Edward rolled his eyes so hard they almost turned upward, seriously wondering how thick her skin was.
Where's her face?
Finally, on the next call, she picked up. Edward said, "Where are you now? Give me an address so I can..."
Daisy: "Get lost. Stop bothering me."
