It was a sunny day, and Lucy found herself lazing around in her room, scrolling on her phone. After a while, she listlessly set her phone aside, feeling bored.

As Matthew said, Lucy came here to lay low.

Cillian came with her too, but his case was different. He needed a believable reason for coming to Charleston, which was to complete the assignment his professor gave him.

Hence, he would go out early in the morning to gather information, leaving Lucy alone in the hotel.

Lucy lay down on the hotel bed, stretching lazily.

She muttered to herself, "I'm so bored. Why didn't Matthew give me something to bring to Charleston so that I could entertain myself?"

The more Lucy thought about it, the more restless she became. Suddenly, she jumped up from the bed. "Since I'm bored, I might as well go out and find a guest house. I can't stand sitting in the hotel every day."

Lucy first sent a message to Cillian, informing him of her whereabouts. Then, she grabbed a bag and stuffed her phone, some cash, sunscreen, lipstick, tissues, and other essentials women typically carried with them into the bag. Finally, she left the hotel.

out of its cage. She

around her

of cobblestone, not asphalt like back at home. The shops lining both sides of the street seemed to have been here for a long time, bearing

still little girls selling flowers on the streets in this day and

glancing at the girls, Lucy withdrew her gaze and took out her phone. She wanted to use the navigation app to see if there were any guest houses nearby available

the navigation and

old, so there were many

told her to go left and then right, so she

looked around in confusion, feeling a little

to retrace her steps. She could not afford

sense of direction, so getting

same street where she

thankful that she could at least find

she felt a small tug

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