"I'm so sorry miss Margaet… But the food creates won't be arriving today or maybe even tomorrow and the day after." – said Lucy as she and the elderly woman were inside of room filled with handmade dolls.
*Sigh*
"The problem with a food delivery from outside?" – asked the elderly lady with a burn scar.
"!"
"You already know about it!?" – asked surprised Lucy.
"The information quickly reaches this part of the city." – said miss Margaet.
"I've even met today Markus who had the same trouble with his own food crates."
"…"
"…"
"Do you think it is the New London's doing?" – asked Lucy.
"Well… Normally I wouldn't point my fingers at them and instead think things through…. But this time? I don't know…. There is too much noise." – said the elderly lady.
"The city council will have to properly have to investigate the matter."
"…"
"But then again… This doesn't make sense for the New London to attack the Old London."
"!"
(New London?) – thought GreyHunt.
(Old London?)
