Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122 Going to Macamer 

Officer Jackson smiled slightly and nodded, saying, “Don’t worry, the police in Macamer have almost located Caleb and Benett’s hideout. Once they reach Lucas tonight, our people will immediately order 

their arrest 

I acknowledged that and, recalling Alex, asked, “Is Alex going to the ship tonight too?” 

Officer Jackson nodded, “Yes, he went to Macamer a couple of days ago. Our people have been following him, but we haven’t ordered his arrest yet to avoid alerting the rest.” 

I nodded, having been informed about this before. 

After a moment, I said, “Even if you find Lucas, you don’t have enough evidence to arrest him, right?” 

He agreed, “True, but at least this lead is a significant breakthrough for us. Once we know who Lucas is, given his frequent activities inland and at the border, it won’t be hard to find evidence of his crimes once we locate him. ” 

That made sense to me. 

After a four–hour flight, we arrived in Macamer as the sky was getting dark. Fortunately, the temperature here was much warmer than on the mainland. 

Many people were still wearing short sleeves, with just a few donning light jackets. Maxwell had checked the weather and had my mother prepare light clothing for me before I came 

Upon leaving the airport, Officer Jackson took me to a black sedan. 

The black car dropped us at a star–rated hotel. After changing clothes, he and I went straight to the seaside. When we arrived, the ship was bustling with people. The ship was brightly lit and full of 

people. 

As night fell, the ship slowly sailed into the sea. The party attracted many wealthy people from around the world. After all, anyone with money and influence could enter. 

Inside the cabin, Officer Jackson and I observed the dense crowd. I expressed my frustration, “With so many people, it’s impossible to find anyone.” 

Officer Jackson smiled and handed me two tickets. “We’re not here to find anyone.” 

Confused, I asked, “If we’re not here to locate them, then what are we doing here?” 

He smiled lightly. “Since we’ve paid, we’re here to look around and gain some experience.” He then gestured toward our surroundings 

His hint made me notice the mixed crowd. The cabin had several slot machines and unfamiliar gaming machines, along with various vendors selling drinks, pastries, and strange candies I had never seen before. 

Curious, I took a closer look. The candy seller was a middle–aged man so thin that his cheeks were 

sunken. He noticed my gaze and walked over to offer me a box of candy with a smile. “Pretty lady, a box of ‘Happy Pills‘ for 3,500?” 

Shocked by the price, I stared at them a bit longer. Officer Jackson returned the candy to the man, stating, “She doesn’t need it.” 

The man, sensing Officer Jackson’s stern demeanor, quickly left with the candy. 

I was puzzled and asked, “What was that? Why was it so expensive?” 

It did not seem like anything luxurious for 3,500 a box.