Chapter 742 The Hired Killer

The sky was dark, and there was heavy traffic downstairs. This winter seemed to be extra cold because the wind was bone-piercing. Nicole felt hungry. She saw someone in the convenience store across the street downstairs eating a hot dog. She was very tempted. Nicole had not eaten a hot dog in years. She suddenly got an appetite. After some thought, she chose to give up the hotel’s five-star chef’s handiwork. Nicole put on her jacket, grabbed her purse and phone, and went downstairs dressed casually and comfortably. When she got to the convenience store, she completely forgot about her regular diet. The smell of the hotdog was really enticing. She sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and wolfed down the hotdog. After eating, she sat for a while longer and watched as the cars outside gradually diminished. The glow of the streetlights permeated with a chill. Nicole got up and left. Before she could cross the street, the traffic light on the pedestrian crossing changed to