"Are you sure?" Khan asked.
"I only heard about it," Monica replied, "But it should be it. I can't explain it otherwise."
The grass around Khan had turned brown, and the ground underneath threatened to shatter as he crouched toward the open box. He had barely moved from his position since reading the message, and the environment had suffered from his intense mood.
Usually, no one would dare venture so deep into the forest, but Monica was an exception. She knew Baoway enough to find Khan as long as he wasn't too far away. Moreover, he had contacted her since she was the only trusted figure who could provide answers.
"A smuggling mineral," Khan commented. That was the conclusion Monica had reached after hearing Khan's story. She had never seen it, but her family had educated her about it.
