Chapter 592: Found At Last
Gabe looked around the stowaway place in surprise. This was not what he had expected. The nondescript building from the outside seemed unremarkable, but inside, it was a maze of narrow corridors lined with storage lockers of various sizes.
"This place is like a labyrinth," Gabe remarked, his eyes scanning the rows of lockers.
"Yeah, Mrs. Jenkins actually insisted on this place. The yearly payments cost a bomb as well, but she insisted on paying for it until she died. And she even took the huge locker that could actually fit me inside... I told her to at least discard some of the things she didn’t need but she was almost a hoarder..." Autumn answered wryly.
Finally, a few nominal checks from the manager and they were allowed to access the locker. Autumn hesitated for a moment before opening the door, the rusty hinges groaning in protest. Inside, boxes and bags were piled haphazardly, a few almost falling on her the moment the door opened. Thankfully, they were caught by Gabe who raised an eyebrow at her..."I thought you said you’d put them here safely."
"I might have ’put’ them haphazardly. At the time, I didn’t know what it was okay, it just felt like she wanted to trouble me! I just tried to make sure that nothing fell or moved about if there wa san earthquake..."
Gabe shook his head and rolled pretended to roll his sleeves as he carefully started to take out the boxes and muttered," Let’s get to finding the figurine... in this game of
As Gabe placed the boxes on the floor, Autumn started to rifle through each box. But only old clothes, faded photographs, and knick-knacks emerged from the depths and a lot of dust that made her sneeze. She checked each box eagerly but was soon disappointed.
Finally, when she saw the last box left, she glared at it resentfully, having no hope for it now. Just as she was about to give up and walk away, Gabe’s hand emerged from a box, clutching a small, intricately carved figurine., placed in a smaller box...
Her eyes widened in relief and she quicly grabbed the figurine, inspecting it carefully. She shook it carefully as she put her ear to the piece and could heard the faint sound of whatever was inside. However, she had no idea where to insert a key and where to find the place to insert the key or any kind of machination.