C3026 Summon Marcus

The fog of the evening, with its flickering light under the yellow kerosene lamp, made a sharp contrast between the hustle of the passers-by and the occasional whir of a carriage.

In the Tulip Harbour District, in front of a condominium on Thirteenth Street, the red-haired teenager Buddy was sitting in front of the steps. Next to him was an old leather suitcase