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Chapter 14

Chapter 14

On the way to the tram stop, she stopped by Madame Benoa's cafe.

"Pack this and this, please."

Due to her tight pocket conditions, two pieces of cake at a high-end cafe were unreasonable. However, she wanted to give Fred's older sister and childhood friend, Nancy, who works in the safe house, a little luxury.

The bike was tied to a pole at the tram stop and loaded onto the tram heading to Winsford. As she sat by the window and looked out, the idyllic landscape of sheep grazing soon turned into a gigantic factory area emitting black smoke.

It was once an apple orchard.

Although the landlord cut down all the apple trees a decade ago and sold them to an auto parts company.

As technology advanced, those who owned the land became richer and those who farmed the land became poorer. After being kicked out of the farm and working intensively without seeing sunlight for dozens of hours in a factory, the meager wages they get are usually wasted as medicine.

The building that passed in front of her slowly rose. The gap between the rich and the poor, which was inconspicuous in small rural villages, became more pronounced as it approached large cities.

Sally got off the tram when she saw the grand opera house.

Walking through the crowd busily on her way, she came across a large department store. A young woman, with colorful sable fur over her shoulders, unsuitable for the mild weather, was walking towards the sidewalk taxi stop, holding the hand of a boy about ten years old.

In the child's hand was a train set that was recently made famous by the youngest prince as a gift from a foreign royal family. A boy of the same age standing by the side of the road was glancing at it with unfocused eyes.

A piece of cardboard was hung from the neck of the child, with coal soot smeared on the child's face.

Seeing that, Sally took some of the bills from her money, which she was going to send as a military fund, and handed it to the child.

The child widened his eyes, though he did not take the money willingly.

"...What's going on?"

It meant giving a large sum of money without any bargaining to get the child to do something tough.

"I'm just giving."

Blinking his eyes like a frightened puppy, he slowly reached out his hand, blackened under the fingernails.

The kindness that he did not expect was rather terrifying.

Swish.

The money was snatched from Sally's hand. As soon as the child grabbed the money, he ran away without a thank you. He was running away because the stranger might change his mind and ask for the money back or drive him as a thief.

Distrust was not just confined to the child's mind.

On the other hand, she also had to leave quickly. It was because the child could have a bad heart, drag bad guys in, and rob her instead. She had to be more careful now that she didn't have a gun.

In the end, she decided to use the department store as a detour.

Ahead of Easter, the department store was decorated in a cute and colorful way, like a fairy tale world.

'Come to think of it, I have to buy stockings...'

The stockings that Winston ripped yesterday because he couldn't just make a hole in them are useless now.