Chapter 62 A Friendly Face in a Foreign Land When I entered the questhouse, I shed my wet clothes and cranked up the heater.

Then I hopped into the shower.

Hot water poured over me, thawing my frozen body with steam.

Since I didn’t have spare clothes, I wrapped myself in a blanket.

Then I boiled some water and sipped it.

I didn’t care how clean the cups were, but I wished there was tea to warm me up I That made me laugh wryly, but my mind was racing to figure out how to meet Fred.

I reached for the pamphlet and looked through the contact information.

I dialed a few numbers, but no one answered.

It seemed this business wasn’t customer–friendly.

I The middle–aged man I met earlier was my only hope.

However, my hope faded as the night wore on and no calls came.

I eventually dozed off.

In the middle of the night, I woke up with a fever.

Wrapped tightly in my blanket, I couldn’t stop shivering.

In my delirium, I desperately longed for a sip of warm

summon the strength to open my eyes, let

me

forced myself out of bed the next morning I went to a nearby grocery store and video–called him

to locate, and after a brief conversation,

I felt utterly drained.

medicine, but there was no

staff that the nearest hospital was a

phone was also running low on

room to charge my phone before

fell asleep again

subconscious nagged me that

needed to find Fred to secure the

trump card against

my phone rang,

hoping

flashed on the screen, I

remember what we discussed,

had a

of stress, that night of binge drinking, and the rain

stowly, I started

werk “Chloe… Chloe…” +15 BONUS I searched for the source of the voice, which sounded

body tossed and

felt a warm sensation

to open my eyes, and a

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