Evan asked the location of the informant, and one of the bandits quickly replied, "Just go straight ahead, and you'll see a big building from the white wood. It's the only well-kept building in the place, huh. Next, act yourself, it gives the creeps when I'm thinking of that psycho..."
Evan nodded and headed in the indicated direction.
He didn't understand why when the bandits talked about the informant, there was fear in their eyes. Evan was wary, he sensed that this informant was not simple at all. But, he didn't change his mind about going to him, only soone like this would be able to answer his questions.
In Evan's opinion, this neighborhood didn't look like a den of Inlas main criminals, but a residential area of wealthy citizens. The buildings were old, but most of them were not yet falling apart. The streets were pretty clean when compared to those in the slums. There were no bandits taking money from anyone or little thieves. It was quiet here, but that was just a cover.
Evan could clearly sense a tense aura hanging over the place. Everyone kept a close eye on anyone who passed there. The main criminal bosses conducted their business there, the places where they would not be disturbed.
After a few minutes, Evan ca to the place the bald man was talking about. It was an old, large building built of valuable white wood. Evan looked at the hanging sign in the shape of a pig's head and thought to himself:
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