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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.

thought you were here to rise to the second–in–command, not to

him, then resumed her meditation, blowing the coffee foam before taking a

like her attitude,” Barrow, who had just woken up at noon, stretched and nodded at him.

Ms. Lynch delivered this month.

leaned back in his chair, glanced at the door, and saw Quinlyn had moved a bit further

an ordinary person,” Bill replied.

“She wants both money and a clean reputation. People are always greedy, but greed comes at a cost. Wasn’t

bring that kid along to toughen her up,” he added.

thing, Barrow. I’ll go collect the

crickets in the grass. Now she seemed

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she was his lucky star.

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Barrow kept Bill for lunch and handed him

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beside him, kept her eyes lowered, eyeing the meat in their bowls and swallowing saliva stealthily.

unable to bear her gaze, said, “Alright, have some. You’ll be on a mission in a couple of days.

Quinly

eating, and stuffed two pounds of lamb into her mouth, much to Barrow’s amazement. In the

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

eyes showed a hint of nostalgia. Quinlyn remained

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