Milo found it a little strange. Ever since Miriam arrived in Stronghold 88, she did not even pay a proper visit to the Radianz Consortium’s manor. Instead, she just kept bringing him to small stores like the tailor to meet some of her former acquaintances.
“Miriam, wait here a moment.” The middle-aged woman in the tailor store wiped her hands and removed her detachable sleeves. Then she walked to the main door and turned the wooden “Open for Business” sign hanging outside to show “Closed”.
It was only 9 AM, but she was already closed for business. It looked like she did not want anyone to disturb her from catching up with Miriam.
The tailor store was pretty small, and there were all kinds of fabric hanging from the walls. There was even a pleasant leather aroma in the shop, and it was not musty at all.
The display window was very clean, and so was the floor. Milo could tell that the owner led a very meticulous and fastidious life.
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