The snow kept falling until midnight without any sign of stopping.
Even the sea seemed to be covered by snow.
Sitting in the large conference room on the third floor of the Prohibition Bureau, one could see this peculiar sight through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
The newly appointed Prohibition Agent, Albertine Court, was sitting by the window, watching this scene.
He watched for a long time until the door of the conference room opened and someone walked in.
The person came slowly to his side and joined him in watching the snowy scenery outside.
"It's quite troublesome to handle the aftermath, huh?" Albertine finally spoke, looking at the man beside him.
This man was none other than the director of the Winster City Prohibition Bureau, Marvin Price.
He seemed indeed a bit tired, unable to resist supporting his forehead with his hand.
He truly should be fatigued. Today, many people died at the Prohibition Bureau, and nothing was accomplished. It was a complete failure.
