For the second time in as many days, Warren found himself staring curiously as a posted notice. This time his expression was more glaring than merely scowling. He unfolded his arms from his chest and removed the offending notice with a single short tug, inspecting it as if to confirm it was in fact real and not imagined.
He didn't speak, a low growl rumbling from his throat and he took a look around. The hustle and bustle of the streets seemed as normal as ever. Warren turned, taking care to peer into the crowd as throngs of people moved to and from stall to stall. For a moment he was statuesque, truly seeing the size of the crowd and trying to distill a sense of the mood from their passing.
Nothing returned to him, however. Crumbling the paper, Warren set off on the usual patrol routes, hoping to run into someone he hoped he could trust.
He didn't speak, a low growl rumbling from his throat and he took a look around. The hustle and bustle of the streets seemed as normal as ever. Warren turned, taking care to peer into the crowd as throngs of people moved to and from stall to stall. For a moment he was statuesque, truly seeing the size of the crowd and trying to distill a sense of the mood from their passing.
Nothing returned to him, however. Crumbling the paper, Warren set off on the usual patrol routes, hoping to run into someone he hoped he could trust.
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