The antique shop was closed when Charlie's car stopped in front of the shop.

Janus was indifferent about it. After all, they were quite early, and few shops were open early in the morning.

But Charlie, who was more observant, noticed something unusual.

He saw the mottled rust on the iron folding door and handle of the shop as if no one had cleaned them for a while.

He pulled over to the other side of the street as he had planned to get a cup of coffee there. When he went closer to the shop