"Are you a Solancian, Nella?" Quinton would test on the road, whether intentionally or otherwise.
"Yes, but I ca to Huma when I was 13. I don’t have any family either. I have more friends in Huma instead." I deliberately let slip a hint of Solancian accent mixed with my carefully polished Humian.
That way, perhaps Quinton might let down his guard around .
He smiled and nodded. "All Solacian won are tall and beautiful. I like Solacian won the best."
I smiled naively. "Thank you, Quinton."
However, I was scoffing deep down. He liked Solacian won the best because they were kind-hearted. That was why most of the missing persons were from Solance.
"This road crosses a desolate area, and it’s very dangerous. We could lose our lives if sothing goes wrong, Aren’t you afraid?" Quinton asked.
"I’m not afraid since you’re here. Tristan said you’d protect . Besides, Tristan has been good to , and he asked to take care of you," I hesitated, hinting that Tristan had given money.
Quinton raised a brow. "Has he been treating you well? How much pocket money is he giving you monthly? Is it enough? I can give you more if not. Money’s not an issue."
I looked at him with an excited and happy gaze full of innocence. "Really? But it’s alright, Quinton. Tristan is giving more than enough. I’m getting 20 thousand dollars per month."
Quinton laughed. "The Lamberts can afford more than that, but he’s just giving you 20 thousand dollars?"
He turned around and smiled at , seemingly thinking that I was naive. Yet, he was mocking in his heart. how easy it was to deceive young won from rural areas. It was enough to lure them out with only several tens of thousands.
I smiled foolishly, looking naive and awkward. Perhaps my acting skills were top-notch, and Quinton was stunned by my behavior.
The convoy finally entered the desolate area during the second evening.
Soone said, "We’ll set up camp here. Let’s gather around in a circle and don’t wander around. There are wild wolves everywhere, so don’t get gobbled up."
Everyone got out of the car. So of the young won were happily stretching themselves. They probably were unaware that this was the start of a life-or-death situation.
I stood by the campfire and looked around the vast, desolate desert in search of places to hide.
These n had all brought hunting rifles in their cars.
As this was a desolate area, it was easy to spot any cars trailing us. As such, Dexter, Zion, Joel, Eason, and other police officers hid away in their cars a few miles away. They had ford another convoy and were moving slowly.
"It’s quite boring here. How about we play a ga?" Soone suggested a ga,
Quinton chuckled. "Now’s not the ti yet. We’re still close to the village we just left. Let’s go a bit farther first."
Unaware of the danger, the young won were all talking and laughing happily. So of the n were even boldly groping the young won.
I felt uneasy when Quinton ca closer to , yet he seed to not have any sexual desires toward won.
I could sense if a man had any sexual desires. The n who ca with Quinton all had them, yet he didn’t. He seed only interested in enjoying the thrill of killing.
"How many do the higher-ups want this ti?" Hector Jenkins, who was from the second car, was asking Quinton aningfully.
"Two, and the goods need to be perfect. They have to pass the dical examination," Quinton replied with a smile.
He showed no concern for our presence. That was because no one else other than knew what he was talking about.
I simply sat there, eating a slice of wholewheat bread.
By "perfect goods", they probably ant those won they were planning to sacrifice to Geno Society. And this ti, Geno Society was asking for two.
In other words, only two out of the eight young won among us would survive and be sent to Geno Society. The rest would be left to be hunted and killed in the desolate area.
No one would care even if these young won were to die in the desolate area. That was because they would be reduced to nothing but bones.
The police would have no leads to start with since no one knew they entered the desolate area.
With Quinton’s capabilities and his top-notch legal team, it wouldn’t make any difference even if soone were to testify. They wouldn’t be able to file a case or convict them without any bodies, so it would only be treated as a missing person case.
I was starting to suspect that only a few out of the nearly 100 missing persons were truly sent to Geno Society. The remaining were cruelly killed.
These lunatics each had their own perverted hobby, which was amplified by their wealth and power.
Soone said, "This project is amazing. We’ve only sent two of the goods over, yet they’re actually giving us exclusive distribution rights for the Humian-Solancian region?"
Quinton nodded. "They’re keeping a close watch lately. Those fools don’t have a way to deliver goods like we do."
"As expected, we’re smarter."
It wasn’t hard to infer from their conversation that many of the wealthy people were sending "goods" over to Geno Society. But with the recent security, increasing surveillance, and improved legal system, it was harder to make soone disappear without a trace.
Quinton and his group were smart in that they were willing to take risks and venture into desolate areas. Yet the mysteries of desolate areas were beyond their control. It was foolish to assu that they could always navigate through dangers without getting caught.
This ti, for instance, I could already sense danger looming closer when a wolf’s howl echoed from the distance.
The wolves in desert areas were completely wild, and they wouldn’t be the only predators around-there were other carnivores as well. They would surely be attracted by the fire, laughter, and the cars.
Upon seeing the wolf pack nearing, I feigned fear and hid myself behind Quinton. "There are wolves, Quinton. Let’s get back into the car."
He eyed and smiled, taking the opportunity to wrap his arms around my waist. "Alright, let’s all get back into the car and move on."
Quinton was deliberately doing it in front of the other n, as if trying to present himself as a normal man.
However, I could feel that he was far from one. He had no desire for won. Either he was homosexual, or he was impotent.
Smiling, I deliberately sliced open my palm with a blade hidden underneath my sleeves, letting fresh blood drip onto the ground. I then wiped it on the car as I got in.
The wolves would track the scent of blood and pursue it tirelessly. Even if the pack couldn’t catch up, there would be other predators drawn to the sll of blood once we reached our destination.
I needed to buy so ti for Zion and the others to arrive.
"Do you want so apples, Nella?" A young woman who seed to be in her late teens handed an apple. She was so beautiful, she fitted Quinton’s description of "perfect goods".
"It’s such a sha we can’t touch her when she’s so beautiful." The young woman was from the third car. I happened to overhear the lewd comnt from one of the n.
There was probably another requirent to being Geno Society’s so-called "perfect goods"--they would also have to be virgins.
"Just endure it. We’ll be able to get any woman we want after we land this project." Another man nudged him while laughing.
The cars started to move slowly once everyone got into the cars.
Soone said, "A sandstorm is kicking up, and the wind is getting stronger. Be alert, guys!"
The cars finally slowed down at a relatively flat ground. The sky had also brightened up by then.
I had been pretending to sleep in the car. Quinton was the one waking up when we reached our destination. "We’re here, Nella."
I got out of the car and looked around the vast wilderness blankly. It seed even more desolate and terrifying here.
"Wake up! Now, let’s play a ga!" Several n sat by the campfire as they asked the eight young won to join them for a ga.
"Have you guys ever played the Death Ga? Have you heard about the serial murder cases that happened before this? The victims were all young and beautiful orphans," Hector said with a smile.
One of the young won looked at him in fear. "That’s creepy. It’s still dark out there."
"It won’t be fun once the sky lights up completely." The man chuckled coldly. So were already eagerly pulling out their hunting rifles and loading them. "It’s ti to hunt, ladies."
A few of the young won looked at each other. They were unaware that they were actually the prey.
A gunshot rang as Hector shot one of the young won in the leg. Her scream pierced through the dawn in the desolate area.
Soone said, "Start running, sweethearts-"
Terrified, everyone scread and dispersed in all directions. anwhile, a perverse expression appeared on Quinton’s face, as if he had just experienced a climax.
He was certainly a lunatic. However, it was still undetermined who was the hunter and who was the prey.
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