A hoarse male voice spoke up. The young man who had been standing by the trash can instinctively turned around. When he saw it was a scavenger, he muttered an apology and took several steps aside.
Zoe Sawyer stared at the scavenger before her. He was carrying a large bag, filled to the brim with plastic bottles.
His clothes were old, and the hems and sleeves were stained, looking as if he'd gotten them dirty rummaging through trash cans.
The scavenger nonchalantly glanced around. Once he was sure no one was watching, he reached into the trash can and peeled off a sticky note stuck to the inner wall. He then picked up a bottle as a cover before pulling his hand out.
With the item in hand, the scavenger feigned rummaging through the trash for another moment before grabbing his bag and hurrying away.
'No, I have to follow him and see what's going on.' Zoe Sawyer controlled the door, following the scavenger for some distance.
Soon, they stopped in a secluded alley.
