She’s right in here.” A nurse gave Grand Prix a quick smile before leaving. Grand Prix smiled back and entered the hospital room. In the bed, Anna Bohn lay staring at the wall with the most scornful look GP has ever seen.
“Hey Anna, how are you feeling?” Grand Prix greeted her while setting a few flowers on the nightstand next to the bed.
Anna huffed. “Feels like I swallowed a volcano.”
“What exactly happened?”
Anna’s face turned red with rage, “After that dirtwalker killed my cousin, I ran after him!
I cut him with some broken glass, but after that, I tasted blood and passed out.” She spat before adding, “Dirtwalker’s blood is so dirty it can kill it seems.”
“A-anna.” Grand Prix was reluctant to tell her friend the truth, but she knew it would be for the best. “The dirtwalk… I mean, Copper Head d