Muttering to himself, Malz's gaze at the corpse turned fierce.
If Cotton had come back, what for?
Vengeance!
The dead return either to call out or to seek vengeance.
And clearly, this was not a call.
So...
That only left vengeance!
Was Cotton's death related to the current bookstore owner?
Were the deaths of his other 118 comrades related to this person?
This time, Malz no longer hesitated.
He turned to leave the bookstore, heading for No. 2 Cork Street, but before the old sheriff could step out of the alleyway, a patrol officer came running up quickly.
"Police Chief! Police Chief!
There's trouble at the Horn Report!"
The patrol officer's words took Malz by surprise.
Almost reflexively, the old sheriff thought of his good friend and regular patron, Scott, and immediately asked—
"What's happened?
Is Scott alright?"
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