Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 419

Fields of poppies, as far as the eye could see. Once turned into product, they were nothing but cash.

Lucas had just rolled into Lake City and was already throwing cash around as if it were nothing. To him, money was merely a drop in the bucket.

"This isn't even the biggest farm we've got. The top spot goes to Kenneth's place," Rebecca boasted a little. "Word is Kenneth's getting old. He's planning to hand over the reins to Lucas. With his smarts, we're all going to be rolling in dough."

I bit my lip and stayed quiet. To me, all this stuff was bad news, but to them, it was their bread and butter, as precious as a farmer's prize crop.

They had it all: the fields, the factories, and a sales network that stretched nationwide. They ran a slick operation. Even out on the fringes, none of it was against the law.

Thinking I could use their setup to take down Lucas was like believing in fairy tales.

That thought made me sigh, deep and heavy.

I knew Lucas was bad news, but I could not find the silver bullet to take him down. It was enough to make me lose hope.

Feeling down, I remembered all the lives lost, all the reasons to hate Lucas, and here I was, stuck, unable to do a thing or find a way out. Just waiting for the end. The more I thought about it, the deeper I sank into despair.

Despite wanting to kill Lucas, I realized I could not even get close to him, much less take my shot.

Feeling totally helpless, I let out another heavy sigh.

Rebecca, trailing behind me, gave me a worried look and asked, "Ms. Scott, you okay?"