“Didn’t you say that the child is disfigured? How come he isn’t ugly at all?!” Jack pushed his red mask aside and peered at the boy in a mix of wonder and rage. The information we got was incorrect. That was a big deal in our line of business- It might just be a little slip to most people, but this kind of carelessness could have severe consequences.
We had been told that the boy had been extremely deformed while he clearly looked perfectly fine. Something else must be going on beneath the surface.
But we didn’t have to worry about this. Our boss would take care of this matter. In any case, the boy had already stepped into our domain. He couldn’t be allowed to get out alive. “The boy looks familiar.” Arthur looked the kid up and down before glancing at us. “Don’t you think so?”
Everyone knew what the king looked like, but none of them two seemed brave enough to even consider that thought. But I knew that these two doofuses would figure it out sooner or later, and when they didthe boy might not survive this place.
I couldn’t let Jack or Arthur put the pieces together, so I hurriedly said, “Good-looking children all look the same. Pretty’s pretty, right?”
Unfortunately, Arthur was unwilling to drop the subject. He tapped at his chin and narrowed his eyes. “Well, at the very least, he should look like his parents. Maybe I know them? I’m pretty sure I’ve seen a similar face somewhere before, I just can’t remember where. ”
“If you can’t remember, then just forget about it. We have a job to do Let’s hurry up and finish for the night.” I forced a laugh, hoping that he would finally take the bait.
But then Jack reached for his knife. “It doesn’t matter what he looks like. Since the contact who sent him here lied to us, then the deal can no longer push through. We must kill this boy, or we will all get into trouble.”
The child cowered in fear when he heard that. His eyes welled up with fresh tears. Vaguely, I thought that those big, beautiful eyes were exactly like my prince charming’s. My heart softened at the sight of them. He was so young. He just needed to gain a few more years, and he would be the exact replica of the lycan king.
“Hold up, it might not be as bad as you think,” Arthur calmly interjected. “We haven’t acquired a lot of goods lately. It would be harder to explain if we kill more. It would be better to let him live for now. We should probably cut off his limbs, though. We won’t have to worry about a cripple running away then.” He was always quiet and reserved, but he was also the cleverest and most ruthless one among us. Truth be told, I feared Arthur more than Jack. That was why I seldom contradict him. I was afraid of retaliation.
Jack pondered Arthur’s suggestion for a while, and then nodded his assent. “Okay, but let’s do it now. Otherwise, this brat might come up with other tricks.”
I stared at the boy’s delicate face and struggled with myself. In the end, I opened my mouth and blurted out, “Wait? There’s no hurry, right! I have some ideas of my own.”
Crystal’s POV
Rufus took me to an amusement park.
The place was bustling, with people constantly coming and going, and the air was filled with the sweet and savory smell of food from the stalls.
Title of the document It might have something to do with the fact that it was the weekend, as the park was unbelievable packed.
I wasn’t here to enjoy whatever it had to offer, however. I turned to Rufus. “What are we doing here?” I asked in a quiet voice.
He whirled around and held up two green masks he had bought at a stall near the entrance. He lightly tapped my hand with one and gestured at me. “First, you need to put this on.”
“What the hell for?” I asked in confusion, even as I complied with his instruction.
I knew Rufus could tell how anxious I was, and I was grateful for his patience as he explained, “We’re here to look for Arron. The traffickers said that he was taken to this place.”
I was stunned by this revelation. “You mean to say that the traffickers’ hideout is somewhere in this park? But this place looks so big, and if the military finds out, won’t it be a total loss?”
I had assumed that Arron would be sold to a traveling circus and get locked up in a small, dark cage. I never imagined he would be in such a massive and extravagant amusement park.
One look, and I could tell that this place charged hefty prices for everything. How brazen of those traffickers to carry out their crimes behind such a flagrant cover.
“Well, what are we still standing around for, then? I grabbed Rufus’ arm, my voice filled with urgency. “Let’s go find him!”
“Hold on, calm down.” Rufus’ warm hand clamped down on my wrist and stopped me from rushing forward.
“What else are we waiting for?” I scowled at him, desperate to see my son and make sure that he was all right.
“You should have realized this already, but the park is an actual, legitimate business that caters specifically to adults. We won’t be able to find Arron if we just dart off aimlessly. Listen, in the evening, there will be a freak show that showcases a number of disabled people.”
“What?”
The word slipped out of me in a horrified whisper. I couldn’t believe those criminals were so heartless as to let disabled people perform for other people’s entertainment. “They keep a lot of disabled people here,” Rufus continued in a serious voice. “In fact, the freak show is their flagship project.”
My thoughts were already racing, and I felt like my head was about to explode when I recalled the trafficker’s words. A deep sense of foreboding washed over me.
I knew then that they would mutilate my son and make him one of their disabled slaves.
Arron was still so young! He would never survive such torture. I looked at Rufus in a panic. He was the only one who could help me.
Seemingly reading my thoughts, Rufus gave me a short nod. “That’s right. Arron is likely among the people involved in the freak show We need to act carefully and not draw any attention, or they might cart him off somewhere else before we get to him.”
“Okay,” I nodded.
As desperate as I was, I did know that we needed to be cautious. It was a critical situation, and I couldn’t let our efforts thus far go in vain.
“Don’t worry,” Rufus comforted me. “We’re here now Arron will definitely be all right.”
I just nodded blankly, telling myself to calm down. Were you always aware of what was happening here?”
“Yes, someone made an anonymous report a while back,”
Rufus replied unhurriedly. “Apparently, this place has become a testing ground for human trafficking, malicious imprisonment, and physical abuse, both to normal and disabled people. I was informed that they deliberately cripple perfectly healthy people just to add to their merchandise.”
“Then, why haven’t you launched a full-on investigation yet9” I blurted out in shock.
“I have, actually. I sent my men to investigate multiple times, but they always returned empty-handed. ‘ Rufus turned to look me in the eye as he added, ‘That’s why we must be extra careful this time.”
Crystal’s POV
I was about to say something when I suddenly spotted three people wearing blue clown masks approaching us in the square.
I gently tugged on Rufus’ sleeve, indicating for him to look in their direction.
Title of the document Rufus glanced at them, and then looked at me. We understood each other without exchanging any words, and both of us became more vigilant.
The three clowns came straight to us. One of them, wearing a black top hat, walked with a swagger and looked somewhat comical. He took one step forward and came closer to me, taking off his hat.
I watched him in confusion and saw him take his mask off, revealing a painted face. He made theatrical movements while gesturing for me to observe the hat in his hand.
Then he put one hand in his hat and pulled out a scarf from itfollowed by a rose and a flying pigeon His performance attracted several onlookers’ intrigued glances.
After finishing his performance, he bowed with a flourish to Rufus and me.
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