Tang San did not sleep all night. At the end of the Chou hour, he silently climbed out of bed, glanced at Oscar who was still fast asleep, and quietly slipped out of the room.
This time was more than an hour earlier than his usual morning exercise, and he was thoroughly certain that not a single soul would be wandering outside at this hour.
He began his customary morning run through Notting City, but suddenly stopped when he passed by an ordinary-looking, desolate path. He began digging through a pile of dirt, unearthing various bottles and jars from within.
Chapter 186