Chapter 81 Book 2: Twenty Seven Pt-1

• Sylvester walked into a building and saw a black haired man sitting at the bar, he shook his head and walked up to him, pulling out a chair, he sat beside him, “I knew I would find you here,” he said and then he told the bartender to pour him a shot.
• Shane drank his shot in a go and heaved a deep breath, “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be saving lives or something?”
• “Since when was it said that doctors can’t have good times as well?”