It was early in the morning. The sun was already up, people were moving around and going about their daily routines, and Adrian sat alone at a corner table in a big restaurant on the edge of Ashvale’s commercial district.He wore a plain dark hoodie with the hood pulled loosely over his head, not out of necessity but out of the habit of being anonymous. To everyone else, he was simply another face in the crowd.He was currently eating a meal that would have cost him his house rent. A few days ago, he wouldn't have dared to do this, but now he was rich. He hadn't fully accepted the fact that he would never be poor again for the rest of his life, but he could acknowledge that it felt good.The waiter had treated him poorly earlier because of the way he dressed, but when he paid and even generously gave her a tip, her attitude did a complete 180. He was used to that already.A television mounted above the corner of the wall played the morning news at a moderate volume.The reporter's voi