Chapter 35. A Surprise

Mike was stunned; this man's voice sounded very familiar to his ears.

Who exactly was this man in front of him?

"Who are you?" asked Mike again.

"Karl, Karl N Wilson," the man replied.

"Why do you use the name Wilson?" asked Mike. "And where are you from?"

"I don't know, I've been named Wilson since I was born," Karl replied; the man took a cup of coffee and poured milk with his other hand; he was busy making art, "I was born in Philly," he added, casually while carving a picture on the coffee.

"Huh? You're from Philadelphia?" Mike's eyes rounded in surprise; Philly was the city of his extended family, including him and Nathan, who were born there. Was this man Nathan?

Mike continued to examine the man; from his posture, it was the same as Nathan's, but his face and hair were not, and that voice, his voice, was indeed Nathan's voice. Also, his movement to make latte art was Nathan's habit. But... ah, Mike was perplexed.

Mike was silent, and he continued to observe Karl sharply. "Is y