The people at the Grant Branch office finished discussing their countermeasures; by then it was already past midnight.
They obviously couldn't have that gunman go turn himself in at the Stetford Family in the middle of the night.
They had to wait until early the next morning before they escorted the gunman to the office building under the Stetford Family that specialized in handling matters related to the Grant Branch.
That morning, Evan Stetford got up at dawn, went out for a run, and on his way back discovered a stretched Rolls-Royce Phantom parked at the gate of his house.
Cars of that brand were very common in their neighborhood, but this extended model was rarely seen.
By the sea in the early morning, dewdrops glittered on the lawn; the green grass and emerald trees reflected one another, completely shading the black asphalt road beneath.
Dressed in a white tracksuit, Evan Stetford jogged over from the foggy path.
