Had Lani ever been to Oak Street?
Was she drawn there, or was she looking for someone?
He Ao's thoughts raced as he picked a bottle of water. "Boss, how much for this?"
"Five bucks," the boss glanced at He Ao, "Young man, your Rodan language isn't bad."
"Just learning, still not very proficient," He Ao paid the money, and waving the bottle of water he held, "Thanks, Boss."
Then he turned and headed towards the end of the street.
At that moment, a young man came over, with the appearance of someone from the Tia Empire, speaking fluent Tia language, asking the boss for a pack of cigarettes in Tia.
He lit a cigarette and placed it between his lips, watching He Ao's vanishing figure, he mused softly, "That man..."
"That'll be fifty. What about that man?"
The boss looked on, puzzled.
"His silhouette, it's like those heroes you see on TV,"
A waft of smoke obscured the young man's face as he chuckled softly, "Pity that heroes don't live long."
