Dexter and I were taken aback when Zion brought us to the rented houses near Tranquil Garden.
This was Huma, where every inch of land was valuable. I never imagined that there would be a slumlike alley so close to the affluent district.
The alley was extremely narrow-it would be cramped even for two people to walk side by side. It was just a small walkway between the new buildings and the old ones in the neighborhood.
This alley seemed to separate the poor and the wealthy in Huma.
Standing at the end of the alley, I glanced at the towering high-rises on the right and then at the dilapidated buildings yet to be demolished on the left. Even though the wealthy and the poor were so physically near, yet they were miles apart.
"The rent here is cheap over a thousand dollars per month. But that's the average wage in other cities. Nothing is left after paying rent," Zion mumbled before sighing.
