Although Blake Leaf checked into the hotel he reserved, he didn't sleep a minute.
After entering the room, he took a shower and then sat by the window, waiting for dawn.
When the first light of day broke through the horizon, the quiet city seemed to be suddenly awakened from its slumber.
The area has many mountains, with the city built on top of them.
Highways of varying heights surround the entire city like a scene from a fantasy movie.
He looked down and saw a light rail passing through the middle of the building in front of him, the rumbling noise penetrating the poorly soundproofed window and rushing to his ears.
He used to hate the noise here, but now he found it endearingly familiar.
After breakfast, he put on sunglasses, a light gray pullover sweatshirt, lightly faded blue jeans, and a pair of worn-out Nike sneakers, blending into the crowd exercising early on a Saturday morning.
His cousin's father had sent the addresses of those two families to his phone.
