Chapter 16: Unimpressed Animal
The sky was full of rain clouds, coloring the day in shades of black.
At one of the cheap tables of a sandwich shop, a chic man had sat cross-legged as the mild rain washed the dull street around him.
His shiny leather shoes and black trench coat seemed to clash with the humble surroundings. But they matched well enough with the white parasol that shielded him from Heaven’s wrath.
Hidden behind the latest newspaper, his face could not be seen. But one could tell that he was certainly an enigma.
He was like a man out of a painting; he made his surroundings look motionless.
In this seemingly static world, the door to one of the buildings opened, shattering the illusion. An unkempt man—possibly in his early forties—stepped out. He glanced around cautiously and started walking in the opposite direction.
Observing him over the edge of his paper, the man from the sandwich shop slowly stood up. He put down the paper, picked up his folding umbrella, and walked out into the rain.
With light steps, he followed the unkempt man from a distance.
His black tie and designer suit peeked from underneath his coat. But his face remained obstructed—this time, by the umbrella.
Having traveled some distance, the unkempt man finally noticed his pursuer. He had foreseen this scenario, and he had dreaded this day. No matter how much he tried to deny it, his fears had come true.
With trembling fingers and ragged breaths, he quickened his steps. He had to get away as far as he could without alerting his pursuer. Once he was around the corner, he could start running.