I had to make a decision. Mr Smith was right, the place we were standing at the moment could be a hideout for criminals and very bad people. Since the Alpha and the others are not here anymore, I do not see a reason why I should ignore Mr Smith's warning.

At last, my legs obeyed my brain and walk into the cart. He rode forward just like we have been doing before he stopped.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked because I had no clue about his destination.

"Oh, about that, I'm going to supply my customers with bread. They are newly baked and still hot. You have...