At noon, as Charlie was having a meal alone in a restaurant in Oskiatown, the sound of sirens echoed across the street, and two police cars from the Immigration Bureau screeched to a stop at the door of the restaurant.

Charlie observed everything silently. He donned an indifferent expression and continued eating with his head down.

Several policemen rushed into the restaurant with a picture in their hands and compared it with the patrons in the restaurant. Suddenly, they strode toward Charlie