Nightmare Paradise : Starting as a Doctor

Chapter 131: Rich Man's Residence

A few hours elapsed, and Lynn found himself once again inside the dilapidated building he previously took as a refuge. Inside, he meticulously organized the medical kit he had prepared beforehand, arranging surgical instruments, medicine, bandages, and other essential supplies.

Satisfied after one final inspection, ensuring it was neatly organized and easily accessible, he patiently awaited the arrival of his escort, who would accompany him to the mysterious client in need of assistance.

As he sat pondering the possibilities of what awaited him, the sound of approaching footsteps drew his attention. Glancing up, he was mildly surprised to see a familiar face appear a few moments later.

Emerging from the crumbling doorway was Anton, the same stoic man who had escorted him before to treat the injured gang leader. He stood at the entrance, casting a shadow against the daylight, his expression neutral as always.

He gave a slight nod in greeting as their eyes met and Lynn returned the gesture with a polite smile. "Anton? I wasn't expecting you to be the one coming to fetch me," he spoke first, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

The man simply shrugged his broad shoulders. "Boss Reggie sent me. Said you'd be more comfortable with a familiar face." His gravelly voice seemed to echo slightly in the empty space.

Lynn nodded slowly, seeing the logic behind the choice. Having this guide did offer a sense of reassurance given the uncertainty surrounding this dubious job. At least he wouldn't be completely alone in unfamiliar territory.

"Well then, shall we get going?" he asked, standing up and lifting the medical bag. Anton nodded in response and stepped aside to allow Lynn to pass through the doorway into the abandoned district streets.

It was around noontime now, and the pale light filtering through the perpetual haze illuminated the otherwise deserted alleys. Most of the usual unsavory characters that called this place home only emerged when darkness fell, like roaches and other creatures of shadow.

Following closely behind his escort, Lynn kept alert as the stoic man led the way through the winding passages. Before long, they arrived at their destination - a small dead end tucked away in a particularly gloomy alley.

Patiently awaiting their arrival, parked on the cracked pavement, was a nondescript black vehicle. Its windows were tinted, making it impossible to see inside. The sight of such a well-maintained car in this neglected realm seemed bizarrely out of place.

Anton approached it without hesitation, his steady footsteps echoing in the quiet area. Extending a hand, he delivered two decisive knocks on the window of the driver's side.

Momentarily, there was a pause, and then the glass smoothly descended with a subdued hum. Revealing himself from within the seat was a middle-aged man, his face coming into view.

His hair was neatly trimmed, cut short to the scalp, and he sported a subtle mustache on his upper lip. With a cautious glance, his eyes scanned the impassive figure before finally settling on Lynn.

"That the doctor?" he asked calmly, jerking his chin in his eyes' direction. Anton responded with a simple nod. The driver's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked him up and down, seemingly sizing him up.

After a prolonged silence, the man finally grunted in acceptance. "Alright then, no time to waste. Hop in." The faint clicks of doors unlocking could be heard before he swung them open, gesturing for the two to enter.

The escort climbed into the passenger seat up front while Lynn slid into the plush leather backseat, settling in beside an intimidating-looking bodyguard. The man's cold eyes stared straight ahead, eyeing him briefly before dismissing him to resume scanning their surroundings.