The city's atmosphere was somewhat oppressive, people didn't know what had happened, but they could feel it, the raindrops had already started to fall patter-patter.
They hit the ground, splashed into puddles, and even struck people's faces.
The feeling of walking in a downpour, with dark clouds overwhelming the sky, turning the world like night, was particularly unpleasant.
Mayor Williams withdrew his gaze from the window; he had already received the full information that Lance had sent someone to take action at the school.
He held a cigarette between his fingers, but only took a few puffs.
As the long white ash of the cigarette slowly burned, it was blown off the cigarette end by a gust of wind.
He glanced down, letting the ash drift out the window.
"Every aspect points to Hoff as the culprit, but Hoff is just a front man; the people behind him are the key."
