Roman entered a place that was unusual for men like him, it was a cafe. A man like him wouldn’t be caught dead in an area like this.

He was smoking a cigarette, which was basically finished as he crumbled it to ash. His eyes searched around like a hawk, as if he were looking for someone.

He was looking for a specific person, but he didn’t seem to find them. Roman just decided to leave, it wasn’t worth wasting his time.

As he walked, someone bumped right into him.