That building-shaking device instantly became a useless piece of junk.
The family slept comfortably through the night. The next morning, Minda called.
On Monday, Luis's wife Lily went to work as usual. She still preferred riding her little electric scooter, as it was more convenient. That Benz C-Class she just couldn't get used to driving.
Luis and his mother-in-law went downstairs to take a look. Holy shit, the front windshield of the Mercedes-Benz C had been smashed, and the side mirrors had been ripped off as well.
"We don't even need to check the cameras. Anyone with half a brain knows that stubborn bastard did it."
At this point, Luis's mother-in-law was furious. Her heart had just softened the night before, and now her face was twisted with hatred again.
