Chapter 182
Walking out of the passage in the Red Velvet House, Michelle hummed lazily. What she got to hear was quite satisfactory.
She didn’t find out anything about the Sloan family, but the stories she heard about the two big families of the city were quite interesting. And she also heard something about the city lord.
There was one conversation which especially interested her.
When she first noticed the room, it seemed like two men with extreme tastes were taking out their frustration on two very young prostitutes, but something didn’t seem right even from the sound.
The sound of beating was intense, filling Michelle’s ears from all sides as it echoed through the passage. But the voices of the two young prostitutes were nonexistent. One could think someone gagged them, but Michelle didn’t think so.
She had a guess that there were no conscious prostitutes in the room. The two men must have knocked them out to have privacy while conducting deals. And in case someone was listening, they kept making sounds, probably even beating the unconscious girls.
Though Michelle was highly disturbed by the sounds, she leaned on the wall, listening in.
The situation was strange. The two men didn’t speak, so it couldn’t be called a conversation, but there was clearly communication present. The sound of the strikes on the unconscious girls was way too rhythmical for them to be coming from someone frustrated or pent up.
With a frown on her face, Michelle started recognizing patterns in the rhythm of the strikes. She couldn’t comprehend them, but she understood that the strikes were a way the two men used to communicate. It probably worked similarly to Morse code.
Since Michelle wasn’t able to tell anything else by the sound, she walked to a different part of the passage. She was already disgusted by the sound of the beating.
Walking through the passage, she was quite surprised how many people had meetings in the brothel, not caring that the prostitutes by their sides were listening to every word they said. It seemed they all believed that the brothel wouldn’t want to anger the guests, so they made sure their workers kept their mouths shut.