Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Four - Take good care of him

After Connor dropped Jason off at his apartment, his work day ended. It was early in the evening, and the sky over the city was comprised of a soft, fading blue, tinged with gold as the sun began its descent.

Connor looked up at the sky and smiled. “Beautiful evening,” he muttered to himself.

He walked on the street for a while to pass the time. After five minutes of walking, he lifted his left arm to check the time on his wristwatch. “Twenty more minutes till 5:00 pm,” he read the clock to himself.

It was time for him to get going, so he went to hail a cab. Standing on the curb, he outstretched his arm to stop the first cab he saw. The cab veered towards him, its tyres crunching softly against the asphalt. Connor stepped back as the cab pulled up beside him.

Once he boarded the vehicle, he wasted no time in telling the driver the address he was to take him to. But it wasn’t Connor’s house address; it was Timothy’s.

Eventually, the driver reached Timothy’s neighbourhood.

“Just park in