Chapter 33: Rainy Night

A gentle, measured knock sounded at the door. Tap... tap, tap! In the countryside, you didn't just open the door at night. Nixon Walker stood behind the door and called, "Who is it?" "It's me, Mr. Walker!" It was Mckenzie Looske's voice. Nixon swung his legs off the bed and hurried to open up. Mckenzie stood there, hugging a bamboo basket, a conical straw hat on her head. One shoulder was soaked through from the rain. Strands of wet hair clung to her cheeks, making her lips look even paler. He...