[Twelve o'clock, two armed persons near the entrance. Three o'clock, three watchers, all armed too]
Fifi silently communicated. She didn't sound like her usual preppy self.
I had no plans of lowering my pride first. But this conflict between us needed to be resolved. I'd hate to keep staring at Fifi's constant glare and overthinking what I had done wrong.
Hissing at the armed guards wearing the government uniform watching over the bridge that led to the ruined Casa, the task of looking for Bronn felt daunting.
Only noticing it now, the houses near the bridge looked empty.
The whole place seemed abandoned.
I thought back to the night I came here and realized I should have noted that part, given it was eerily quiet.
But then, the blood moon kept my mind busy. And then afterward, a lot of things happened.
Could it be that these houses were bought, and the people who owned the Casa drove away the residents?
But why?
