Chapter 71: Urban Legend

“Hey, you ever heard of Boy A?” “You mean when the media says ‘no comment’ because the criminal was underage, right?” Sitting at the counter in the Doggie House, I answered the question from the tracker hound beside me as he swirled the liquor in his glass. “Ahh… yeah, that’s what it meant in your time, huh? Guess you’re older than me after all.” “…Can I call you big brother, then?” “Don’t you dare.” The tracker hound gave a short, dry laugh. That suited…