A group of people was being led out of a four-story villa by the police.
No umbrellas shielded them from the rain; beads of water the size of peas fell on their bodies, quickly dampening their hair and causing it to cling to their cheeks.
The thin clothes they wore for the early autumn clung to their wet bodies, revealing their silhouettes.
Lila Peterson walked in the rain on a muddy, waterlogged ground. Her makeup was smeared by the rain, giving her a slightly disheveled look.
Looking at Blake Fuller, who calmly walked in the rain under an umbrella, a feeling of unwillingness and a sense of inevitability sprang up in her heart.
She always wondered how such an outstanding man could end up as a notorious human trafficker. Now, it turned out he was an undercover cop.
They arrived at the central square of the village, where all the villagers of Lotus Village were being apprehended. The police were going house to house searching for trafficked girls.
