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.

aback, at a

suggested,

you say, Mr. Ellington. Vivienne, follow

Vivienne was led by Matthew through several twists and turns to a

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

isolated on the desolate land, an old

it would be the perfect setting

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 sense of

Percival. "Mr. Wolf, I feel like

same feeling," Percival replied, his surprise deepening, "but I can't place it. What about you,

her

I knock on the

aside her unease, she nodded her

knocking echoed in the silent wilderness as Percival

men, following the plan, had positioned themselves in a radius around

a few of them before shifting

be heard from inside, and an impatient, gruff voice grew closer, "Who is it? I've told you a hundred times, we don't

she grumbled, she opened the

woman's irritation lingered on their faces for

she could recognize most of them. However, Vivienne

royalty from a castle. It was obvious they were

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