At 5 p.m. in the evening, Bryan and Chief Bruce arrived in Wakeville's airport. When they arrived at the entrance of the airport, Bryan felt a familiar feeling and longing for this city. He had lived here for most of his life and now that he was here, he wanted to go around and see a few places.
He also remembered that his father was here and that quelled his excitement a bit but he also felt that he had to see him and talk to him for a while. He didn't want to continue playing strangers with the only person he had left…
Feeling in the mood, Bryan glanced at the chief and decided to become a tour guide. "That's the memorial statue built in honour of the first…"
"I know, I know." Bruce cut him short with a wave of the hand. "I've been here a few times in the past."
Bryan resisted the urge to face palm. "I was only trying to lighten the mood."
