The next morning, Jayson was up early; he couldn't help but wonder how today would be; he would be exposing himself to the World again today after a whole year.
Jayson knew that most people would have thought he was dead a long time ago. He wondered if Sophie thought the same.
Jayson carried out the final touch on his well-iron black suit and pushed his legs into a pair of shiny polished shoes which could almost reveal one's reflection.
A wide grin spread across Jason's face as he strolled out of the house, walked straight to his car and pressed the button on the key, unlocking the car.
Jayson got in, and with the engine started, he zoomed out of the compound, leaving a trail of smoke behind.
The familiar highway flashed in Jayson's eyes; he had missed seeing this many people, the
