Chapter 127 – Their Son-in-Law Was a Big Shot
After giving the bike thief a well-deserved beating, John stared at the now-soiled seat of his beloved bicycle, his expression darkening.
He fell into deep thought for a moment.
Then, gritting his teeth, he made a firm decision:
The cushion had to go. He was replacing it with a new one—and buying a better lock while he was at it.
At the bike repair shop, John explained what he needed and waited outside while the repairs were done.
Just then, a neatly dressed young man in a suit approached and asked hesitantly, "Excuse me... Are you John?"
John turned and gave the man a puzzled look. "Yeah, I'm John. And you are?"
"Oh, it is you!" The man broke into a grin. "I'm Lester. Don't you remember me? We lived at the same welfare center when we were kids."
Lester?
John's mind clicked.
Yes—Lester. Same age as Queenie. They used to play together back at the welfare center.