Chapter 39: Don’t Buy This - Yet!
Or maybe there’s been a hidden basement inside the house all along, one that holds a buried secret of humanity?!
It had only been a few hours since I inherited the original Aiden’s memories, and there was still a flood of information to process. Trying to pinpoint any specific memory that might offer a clue was like finding a needle in a haystack.
"Wait, why was I trying so hard to guess? I’m about to meet them anyway. I can just get the answer straight from their mouths."
With just a few words, she took control of the situation.
I couldn’t help but be impressed. The way she handled everything so naturally, with such authority... If it were me in her place, I’d have frozen on the spot.
But then I was reminded of her identity.
If she really was the daughter of Victor Serena, her ability to handle a crowd made perfect sense.
Her father was the head of a gang. As his daughter, she’d naturally have some experience giving orders and taking control.
Though, calling it a gang might be a bit of a stretch.
From what I could tell, the Workers operated more like a labor union than a typical criminal group. They didn’t extort protection fees from random people or businesses like most gangs did. Instead, they only collected dues from their members, and those members actually received real benefits in return.
As I walked closer to my destination, Richie’s words suddenly echoed in my mind. Instinctively, my gaze shot upwards, scanning the ceilings and roofs above.
"Nothing, huh? Well, Richie said his drink buddy saw an owl. It’s noon now, perfect napping time for an owl. I guess even a beast tamer can’t push their pets to go against their nature."