#Chapter11

Traffic

"Hugh, are you sure that this is the right place?" I asked in confusion.

I heard him tap on his keyboard before replying.

"Yes. That's the exact place. Why do you ask?"

"It looks like a party down there. I can see many people standing in the back with a paper stuck to their clothes with a price." I mumbled more to myself.

"Wha--" Hugh trailed off before an assumption popped in both my head and his.

"Do you think it's..." He started.

"I don't know." I replied. "But if that's the case then this whole war isn't just about two packs attacking one another." I finished.

I...