Day Ninety-Two…
At Butler Li's House
Vincent received a message from his Uncle Li, asking to meet him in person. Since Monica was occupied with something, he went to see his uncle alone.
He was familiar with this old place. When his mother died, he stayed at his young uncle's house. Butler Li took care of him.
He felt nostalgic after returning to this place.
"Uncle Li, where are you?" Vincent called him out as he entered the house. There was no one around.
He frowned, puzzled at the deafening silence inside the house.
"Is he here?" He mumbled, taking his phone to dial Butler Li's number.
The number was now unattended.
"What's wrong with him?" he stared at his phone in disbelief. "Did something happen?"
Vincent was still trying to figure out what happened to Butler Li when someone showed up at the entrance door.
"Vincent." The voice of a middle-aged man was heard.
