Cherish Turner closed her eyes, gently stroking the cover of the notebook, her fingers feeling slightly cold.
The car slowly turned at the intersection ahead, and the residence of the man they sought was down the alleyway in front of them.
"We're here," Tanigawa Kenichi said softly, somewhat reluctant to wake her up.
Cherish opened her eyes, and the sunlight streaming in was somewhat dazzling.
Looking around, the facade of the house seemed old and the door was shut tight.
Cherish got out of the car and walked to the door with Tanigawa; he knocked, but there was no response from inside.
"It should be here. That's what the address says," Cherish looked at the address, puzzled.
Tanigawa knocked again and this time, finally, someone came out to open the door.
A middle-aged man wearing glasses and an overcoat, looking somewhat haggard, squinted up at them and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Sorry to disturb you, may I ask, is this the residence of Mr. Chen ZiWang?"
