In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 1807

Chapter 1807 Survey

Everything was ready. After staying there for about twenty-four hours, I could finally leave the deserted place.

Nathaniel didn’t have his laptop with him at that moment. That meant anyone could get their hands on the data stored inside it if they were to break in right then. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my phone with me, so I couldn’t contact anyone. I had no choice but to let this opportunity slip away.

Earlier, I saw, on the screen, that Nathaniel mentioned something about a place. I assumed that the place in question was a pub or club because places like those had loud music and dim lighting. These factors would make it perfect for Nathaniel to make any shady business deals.

However, he drove to a run-down village, and I realized that I had a lot more to learn.

The village was small, and there was only one road in and out of the village. Nathaniel’s enormous car could barely fit on that road. Off the main road, however, there were many smaller paths. A junction would show up every few feet, and I could see kids in washed-out clothes running around. They would turn a corner and be out of sight soon after, though.

The older kids would chase after the car. It was likely that it had been a while since they last saw a luxurious car traveling down the road.

Nathaniel didn’t get out of the car until we reached the point where it was absolutely impossible for his car to keep going.

It didn’t take long before we entered a simple cabin. It was crowded, and everyone was working. Some were there to sell their drugs, and some were there to provide transportation. Yet, they all had one thing in common — their clothing was washed out, and they looked like they had been starving.

As soon as we entered, Nathaniel and I reacted the same way. When our noses detected the pungent smell exuding from the poor villagers, we both blatantly got our handkerchiefs out to cover our nose and mouth. He frowned in annoyance and said, “Maybe I should have come to their rescue sooner.”

Nathaniel saw his own factory as an art museum and regarded the drugs as exquisite pieces of art.