It was already dark. Shopkeepers were ready to go home. Some were already gone. Noah was seeing all this. He started patrolling the streets of DSLF. He was very proud of himself, because no case of stealing or any other crime was heard from that area. And all this was due to Noah.
He was silently yet happily observing the silent streets. Few street lights were not working, but still there was enough light to see ahead.
He suddenly noticed a man, properly dressed in tuxedo Black, was standing near a closed confectionery store.
Noah, in uniform of a proud policeman, walked towards the man. The man, who saw Noah coming towards him, he flurried and pulled a cigrette out of his pocket. When Noah stopped beside him, the man started talking with the unlit cigrette in his mouth - hey sir, I am waiting here for my friend. I am from the East bay of DSLF, and came here to see my friend, whom I...