three ♠ Strange Things
I don't know where Lan went. One minute he was in the café sitting across from me, and the next, the seat was empty. I looked for him, but the kid must be... well, like any NYC runaway. Impossible to find unless they want to be found.
So far I've determined that there's no local police force around here, and this Mayor that occasionally pops up? What a joke.
So... here's the call. I'll talk to any chief, king, queen, Dalai Lama who's in charge here, I just really, really need to get back to Manhattan.
So far I've determined that there's no local police force around here, and this Mayor that occasionally pops up? What a joke.
So... here's the call. I'll talk to any chief, king, queen, Dalai Lama who's in charge here, I just really, really need to get back to Manhattan.