#oliversloane

Oliver knew he looked like a crazy person going from business to business, describing the man he was looking for. “He’s blonde! My height. Uh.... pale! I was told he lives here in Echo!” His voice raised another octave, as he spoke to the barista. “Please? It’s important.”

The barista simply shrugged him off. Oliver sighed feeling defeated, he left quickly. He sulked as he walked through the town. “Excuse me? I’m looking for someone.” He asked the next person he saw.