Adal had to admit that it felt strange leaving the Library open whilst he was not there. Still, he had faith in his women and the instructions he had given them.
Dressed in his black trench coat and casual wear, with his dagger by his waist and a roll of notes in his pockets, Adal made his way to the store where he had first met Opal, way back when she had called herself Lorraine.
Every time he travelled these days, he was recognised by a few faces. Those who had read his novel or attended his play.
When he arrived at the quiet street, he swiftly made his way towards Lady Cho's store.
The wrinkled old woman was clearly having a quiet day of work, as she sat behind the counter reading a book.
Not just any book... it was The Karamazov Siblings.
Adal smiled when the woman looked up and saw him. Her squinty eyes suddenly went wide with shock.
"It's you!" she said, her voice high-pitched and croaky.
