Thinking about this, he leaned back on the car seat and had to sigh deeply once again.
The rain seemed to have let up a bit, and he called his mother, asking if Lady Stephens had seen Daisy Ginger.
Lady Stephens seemed to have fallen asleep. When she answered his call, her voice was still drowsy with sleep: "No. Edward, are you still outside?"
"Yes." Edward Stephens replied calmly. He lit a cigarette and took a slow drag under the dim street lamp, wondering where Daisy might be at the moment.
He felt a faint sense of irritation, lowered the car window, letting the evening breeze tinged with drizzle blow in. Lady Stephens was still on the phone, telling him to come home early. Edward responded with "Alright," and then hung up, turned the car around, and drove toward Daisy's villa in the city center.
He thought that it wasn't likely that Daisy went to the Ginger Residence or returned to his home. The most likely place would be the villa she had once proudly introduced to him.
