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Chapter 11

Penulis: Racheal Dennis
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-15 10:49:08

Genevieve's Point of View

I paid the cab driver and quickly alighted from the car. Before I could take a step forward, the cab driver honked and I turned around.

"Miss, unless you have very important business in there, I wouldn't advise you to go in. It's dangerous," he said, his eyes glancing skeptically at the wide, doorless gate ahead.

"It's fine," I replied.

He released a long sigh. "Just be careful, Miss." Without wasting another second, he drove off at great speed.

Looking through the doorless gate, I realized it was just an open field inside, with trucks parked everywhere.

It's morning, but someone is blasting loud music from a nearby truck. Even though I was still outside the gate, the strong stench of engine oil, cigarettes, and sweat swiftly passed my nostrils. It's sure going to be chaos inside.

Taking a deep breath, I walked in, but I stopped abruptly as heads turned towards me. They were daring me to take another step or warning me to leave before it was too late for me.

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