The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 773

Vivienne found it strange, her gaze sweeping over the tangle of weeds in Cormac's overgrown field.

From a distance, and with trees obstructing her view, she couldn't make out exactly what was being grown. She furrowed her brow. "Mr. Wolf, how many drug precursors can you identify?" She could spot which herbs were poisonous but wasn't as clear about the raw materials for narcotics.

Percival's eyes flashed coldly. "Not many, just a few common ones. Vivienne, are you suspecting that the Abernathys are using this place as a base for growing and processing drugs?"

"That's not possible, Vivienne." Before she could respond, Matthew swiftly countered their speculation, "The villagers have had their suspicions about their crops; some even called the cops, but after several visits, nothing was found."

When he first arrived at the Suncrest Village, he hadn't ruled out that possibility.

He had gone around the Abernathy property specifically looking for signs. Drug processing surely had to leave waste behind, and with no sewage system in a rural village, it would have to end up in the waterways.

But the village wells, streams, and even the river a few miles away were all pristine.

The Abernathys didn't live near any water flow; aside from Cormac going out, the rest had hardly left their yard in over a decade.

Thinking about what he had observed, Matthew looked around and whispered, "Honestly, the smell around their place doesn't seem like drugs, but it's hard to describe. It's like the stench of something rotting, but not quite."

He crossed his arms, occasionally glancing at Percival. "Mr. Ellington, with all the people you've met, any chance you can identify the smell?"

The man shot him a look, his voice flat. "I'm not a dog!"

Had Matthew taken the wrong pill today? He was all smiles when they met before, but now he was being unusually sarcastic.

taken aback, at

glanced at him nonchalantly and suggested, "Let's go in and

deep breath to suppress his irritation, Matthew agreed, "As you say, Mr. Ellington. Vivienne, follow me. The Abernathy household is just

through several twists and turns to a vast,

more tranquil the environment became, until they stood surrounded by the Abernathy property. Apart from lush trees and weeds high enough to reach one's

an old fence surrounding it, and the architecture slightly reminiscent

horror movie, it would be the

Matthew had described, upon entering the Abernathy perimeter, a foul odor assaulted their senses, and despite their foresight in wearing gas masks, the pervasive stench was inescapable. Vivienne wrinkled her nose, a vague

looked around and nudged Percival. "Mr. Wolf, I feel like I've smelled this

replied, his surprise deepening, "but I can't

shook her head.

"Shall I knock

her unease, she

in the silent wilderness as Percival surveyed the scene, noting its

the plan, had positioned themselves

gaze briefly met with a few of

and an impatient, gruff voice grew closer, "Who is it? I've told you a

she

her companions, the woman's irritation lingered on their faces for a moment before

she rarely spoke to the locals, she could recognize most of them. However, Vivienne and Percival, and even Matthew's demeanor, were clearly not that of ordinary

refined, dazzling like royalty from a castle.

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