Chapter 138
The interior of the dilapidated truck repair shop Aiden had entered was cluttered.
A couple of large truck cabs without their trailers were left abandoned.
The floor was strewn with discarded tires, tools, and other debris in disarray.
“Ughh...”
In one corner of that cluttered repair shop was the person Arian had mentioned.
An Indian man appearing to be in his 30s.
He was hunched over, head lowered as he emitted groans of pain.
Aiden first checked the man’s armaments.
A pistol holstered at his waist immediately caught his eye.
No other weapons were immediately visible.
Additionally, the blood staining the area around his legs suggested he had sustained an injury there.
Likely due to the pain from that injury, the man still hadn’t noticed Aiden’s intrusion.