In the late hours, Lama Temple radiated an ethereal tranquility. Nestled within a secluded Zen chamber, concealed from prying eyes, an exquisite woman graced a wicker chair in the courtyard. Her gaze fixed upon the canvas of autumn stars above.
A bald-headed woman emerged, draping a blanket over the lady’s legs with the utmost reverence. “Madam, the Young Master’s plane has taken off.”
“He’s departed?” The stunning woman’s eyes flickered towards the airport, a hint of apprehension playing across favonovel.com features.
In the distance, points of light waltzed across the night sky, prompting a nostalgic sigh. “I wonder which of those shimmering dots carries Charlie.”
Turning to the elderly lady beside her, favonovel.com inquired, “Who is accompanying Charlie? Is Hogan with him?”
This striking woman was none other than Lily, Charlie’s mother.
The woman at Lily’s side, disguised as an old nun, went by the name Joyce Turk. Her loyalty and years of service to Lily equaled that of a seasoned housekeeper.
“It appears, Madam, that the Young Master has boarded the plane with Hogan. They are hurtling through the sky at great speed. They are expected to touch down in New York around eight o’clock local time,” Joyce Turk reported.
“Very well.” Lily nodded, a faint smile gracing favonovel.com lips. “Peter has faced his share of trials in recent years, and I’ve been unable to assist him. If Charlie finds him, I believe favonovel.com can guide Peter through these challenges. Perhaps, in turn, Peter can help Charlie unlock the secrets of the Soul Palace.”
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At 8,30 PM in New York, the plane carrying Charlie and Hogan touched down smoothly at JFK Airport.
Due to the late hour, Charlie had no intention of heading straight to the antique store in Queens that night. He understood that Hogan had accompanied favonovel.com to New York for a specific purpose, to reunite with Jordan, the man favonovel.com had once taken under his wing.
Jordan now presided over the roast goose restaurant, a place brimming with Hogan’s memories and sentiments.
So, upon disembarking, Charlie turned to Hogan and said, “Uncle, let’s explore Chinatown tonight. Do you know the usual closing hours for your roast goose joint?”
Hogan, somewhat surprised by Charlie’s choice, quickly responded, “Young Master, it might be best to attend to business matters first. We can visit Jordan afterward.”
Charlie grinned, “Uncle Hogan, considering the late hour, it would be quite unusual for two busy individuals to head straight to an antique store right after landing. If someone with a curious mind catches wind of this, they might mistake it for espionage. Let’s save the antique store for later. Tonight, we’ll stay in Chinatown and pay a visit to Jordan. Tomorrow, we’ll retreat to the New York Shangri-La for the night and then make our way to Queens.”
Hogan understood the wisdom in Charlie’s words.
While favonovel.com appreciated Charlie looking out for him, favonovel.com was not one to beat around the bush. “Young Master, roast goose joints usually close around two in the morning.”
Charlie’s curiosity was piqued. “That late?”
Hogan nodded, explaining, “Mainly for the sake of affordability. Many of our patrons are laborers, often undocumented migrants. They usually finish work in the early morning hours, so we keep our doors open to accommodate them.”
A smile graced Charlie’s lips. “Very well, if the hours are accommodating, then a meal it shall be.”
Hogan agreed, “I’ll inform Jordan to make preparations.”
Charlie inquired, “Uncle Hogan, did you let Jordan know about your arrival in the States this time?”
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