chapter 195 I don't have the face to look for him

Meanwhile, downtown. Boreas Sharp wears thin clothes and walks through the cold long street with bright neon lights. It was late December, and cold rain was falling on the streets. This year's Sioux City is colder than any other year. It was nine o'clock in the evening, directly across the street, a bar had just opened. He hesitated in Boreas Sharp for a moment, then stepped inside. Soothing music was playing in the bar. It was not the prime time of business and there were not many...