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Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Chapter 138

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The next day, Flora came to the river as usual to collect water and saw many people gathered by the stream.

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They were at the spot where she and Quinlyn had been the night before. She was startled and reluctantly approached, only to find them pointing at something in the water.

“This is a filter, right? Who made it? It looks great.”

“Now the water downstream will be much cleaner for doing laundry.”

Flora listened to the chatter, staring at the three–layered gravel in the fine net, which formed a natural filter from coarse to fine.

Colorful flowers from the oasis decorated the net. The women fetching water picked a flower each; some pinned them in their hair, others took them home as decorations.

Flora also took one. The bright yellow flower contrasted with the usual drabness, reminding her of a dress she once had.

In spring, walking out of the department store, the wind would lift her skirt, and the street seemed filled with flowers.

She suddenly wished her daughter could see this flower and that scenic spot.

Quinlyn, as an undercover agent, was always patient, especially with Barrow, a local tyrant. In a short time, he wouldn’t trust her enough to show her any confidential files.

So Quinlyn behaved every day, arriving at nine a.m. sharp to clean the tent, take out the trash, and then sit at the entrance, gazing at the oasis and sipping coffee.

were here to rise

coffee foam before taking a sip. Bill was so annoyed he wanted to smash the

on a kid? Don’t make her mad; I kind of like her attitude,” Barrow, who had just

could only force a smile and enter. “Barrow, this is the cargo Ms. Lynch delivered this

at the door, and saw Quinlyn had moved a bit further away, which pleased him.

ordinary person,” Bill replied.

comes at a cost. Wasn’t she after Josh’s line last time?

along to

thing, Barrow. I’ll go collect the goods right away.”

from the tent, Bill saw Quinlyn catching crickets in the grass. Now she seemed utterly agreeable

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Bill for lunch and handed

hard. Get this done, and the guys will respect you,” Barrow

problem, Barrow. You can count on me,” Bill promised solemnly.

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lowered, eyeing the meat in their bowls and

her gaze, said, “Alright, have some. You’ll be on

Quinly

two pounds of lamb into her mouth, much to Barrow’s amazement. In the afternoon, he sent her out for a walk to

“It’s a pity that later on, when her life improved and she

showed a

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