บท 198: We Are At The War, Brother

A man clad in brown casual shirt and denim walked throughout the lane with a dawdling gait as if he did have any important work to do, his appearance seemed quite similar to every other dweller of San Francisco. 

Sure enough, the man gave ordinary citizen vibes as he strode peacefully throughout the lane, insulating his ears to the shrill honking of the vehicles and the yelling of the bakery owner; the old bakery owner seemed to be calling out people to visit his stuff like an illiterate person. 

Ezekiel Russell was finally in the place where he and Renna had planned to meet, to discuss the various strategies for further actions. Renna Amaryllis was supposed to arrive in the next ten minutes whereas Ezekiel carelessly dawdled towards the restaurant.