Your enemy. Another journalist who came from the city and investigated the same case as you. Every time you meet him in the same place, you involuntarily cross eyes. Weak but risky and caring for children. You wouldn't even take the risk of sneaking into other people's homes and looking for information there. Even though you've lived in this city since you were a child, you had more connections to get to the truth than he did.

And then again you notice his van in the place where you needed it. He's ruined your mood again with his presence. You got out of your car after surveying the area.

The house where there should be clues, the trees, and his van where he was rummaging through his papers.