His hands braced against the railing, Walter stared at the ground. He had no intention of leaving and planned to buy a ticket to Auckland for the following day.
He had already made up his mind; whether Tara agreed or not, he would stay by her side.
He would protect her, just like he used to...
Walter stood erect, heading towards the ticket office. The moment he stepped out of the waiting hall, his eyes inadvertently glanced upwards and he froze, his steps halting mid-walk—
The young master?!
He saw still at the very center of the second floor of the waiting hall, beside a gigantic round pillar, a figure stood in silence.
Almost the moment he lifted his gaze, the figure flashed, disappearing behind the pillar.
Despite the fleeting glimpse, Walter was certain it was Liam Yancey!
Having served the young master for many years, how could he be mistaken? Especially that man's strong presence and proud stature, who else in Night City could command such presence?!
