The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 198
The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 198
Soon, our contact led us to a stop in the middle of a winding canal, where a chained steel gate appeared before us.
Elegant tunes could vaguely be heard from within, building lingering echoes within our ears. Glimpses of people could also be seen from the ever-changing lights shining out from within, and I couldn‟t help recalling various scenes of medieval nobles indulging themselves.
However, I know very well what sort of place this was—drugs were ever present, and there were also filthy human traffickers. Though I was now reduced to a wanted criminal, I still refused to mingle with them, and the reason I did not hesitate to refuse David when he asked me to get further involved in his illicit businesses.
Meanwhile, the contact had flashed some sort of identification, and the gates slowly started to open.
Another gondola rowed out just then, with David and several other crew members leaving on it.
As for Mike and I, we would be staying outside to keep watch for any rival of the Mora family showing up and sabotaging our deal.
However, while they were switching gondolas, I saw a bald man on the other side studying me wantonly, his gaze extremely hostile as if he was looking at merchandise.
I was immediately on edge, but I soon realized that he was shooting the same look at Mike as well. That was when David gave the man a thumb-up, gesturing that we were their door guards, and the man finally turned away and nodded.
I also eased up as well, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since I found out that I was an international wanted criminal, I had been wary towards everything that happened around me. Likewise, I was even more prudent when it came to interpersonal relationships after everything that had happened with Gary, in fear that I would once again meet people like Gary and Laura.
Therefore, I did not fully trust David and his crew, even if they were wanted individuals like myself. I had even made preparations so that I would have a new identity and a fresh start should anything happen, so that I could disappear in an instant.
That being said, I was used to having the Seeker as my home in the year since we banded together.
For a wanted criminal like myself, a home was a luxury. However, now that I was on the run, I had to keep running —I would be arrested and thrown in prison otherwise.
A stable home was merely an impractical fantasy.
Perhaps one day, I could be cleared of the false charges, and the bounty on my head would be annulled… I honestly wish that a day like that would come.
I looked up at the night sky. It seemed that this was going to be a long night.
I sat at the steps nearby. Mike brought me a bottle of beer, which I took a sip from before leaving it in a corner, and took an English dictionary out of my coat pocket, memorizing various words with the street lights and the moon‟s radiance.
Mike laughed as he watched me, before he clapped me on the shoulder and sat beside me.
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