Chapter 1141 A Photo

• After seeing off Richard Tyson, I returned to the bedroom to find Eric Walker lying motionless on the bed. I picked up the jacket that I had thrown on the carpet, stained with alcohol and emitting a strong smell of liquor. As I reached into the pocket of the jacket to take out the contents and send the clothes for dry cleaning, I found a photo in the inner pocket close to the chest. The photo was a bit old, a selfie of me sleeping soundly with my eyes closed.
• When did Eric Walker take this photo, and why did he keep it in the jacket?
• I stood there holding the photo, staring at Eric Walker on the bed. I noticed that he had opened his eyes at some point and was staring blankly at the ceiling.