In May, the weather in Oxfordshire is a mix of warm and cold. The streets are filled with hustle and bustle.
Some people wear shorts as if it were the height of summer, while others are still dressed in long sleeves for spring and autumn.
Harrison Clark wears a simple POLO shirt and casual capri pants, which he had bought casually in Carlisle. At first glance, he looks ordinary, but with his duckbill cap and dark glasses donned to conceal his whereabouts, he appears somewhat suspicious.
He sits next to the floor-to-ceiling window in the restaurant, devouring his food while observing the pedestrians and traffic outside through the glass.
A person walks with their head down, playing with their mobile phone, and accidentally stubs their toe on a raised tile, grimacing in pain.
A taxi stops roadside, and a furious woman gets out.
A man leaps out of the car behind her and hurries after her.
The man tries to grab the woman's hand.
