The Return of Lord Bryan

Chapter eighty two

The sun hung lowly on the horizon. It was almost dark and the weather was misty. The cloud gray overhead and the air promised rain.

The food stall by the side of the bank was filled up by eager patrons who chattered loudly and placed orders of eggs and toast and everything else that the cheap food truck offered.

Inside the shed just across the street was Bryan, he was seated on a park bench, under where a bus stop once was but it had been moved to another location and all that was left there was the shed.

Beside him was an old lady who was flipping through a newspaper and didn't even bother with his presence. Bryan could sense that was was actually pissed off at something. She had been mumbling something under her breath all through and although he couldn't clearly hear her, he could guess from the phone call that she had made a few minutes ago that she was upset with her niece.

"She'll come around, I'm sure she's just going through the adult phase," he offered to her kindly as s