The Rolls-Royce fleet soon arrived at the bus station.
Because today's accounts had never been matched, several ticket sellers all worked overtime to check the accounts, and none of them left.
Hayden got out of the car first, and Derek followed.
Hayden walked to the window and knocked.
A ticket seller opened the window. "It's closed."
"Sorry, I just want to find out about a person." Hayden took out Serina's photo and asked, "Have you seen this person buying a ticket this afternoon?"
The ticket seller looked at it and shook his head, then passed it to several other ticket sellers, who all said that they did not know.
There was only one ticket seller who held the photo in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time. The Serina he saw was unkempt and very different from the one in the photo.
The photo was returned to Hayden.
He looked at Hayden, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and wondered, 'Is he a plainclothes police?'