(Farmer's Market, Bucharest)
Lyra's POV.
[Lyra's Outfit]
[Lyra's Motorcycle and Helmet]
As I ride around the small villages in Bucharest on my motorcycle for a few hours, I ride through a small famers market, with my helmet on the back of my motorcycle, slowly when I see two small boys and one of them about to about to sneak an apple from a crate on a stall with his right hand when a large man walks over and grabs the boys' right wrist with his right hand.
"Hei [Hey]..!" I shout in Romanian as I pull up beside them so they're on my left, and I reach into my right jacket pocket with my right hand and pull out a hundred euro's, and I hold it out to the man "... Lau toată lada [They're taking the whole crate]." I tell the man, and he hastily releases the boys' wrist and takes the money with his right hand "Mergi înainte [Go ahead]." I tell the boys.
"Multumesc, doamna [Thanks, lady]." The boy's say unision before they pick up the crate of apples together and run off together.
As they leave, someone in a hooded jacket whom's face I can't see, suddenly and swiftly moves into the alleys of the market. I then ride around the alleys, and there are a few crowds of people that I swerve through, but I don't see the hooded man.
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