Chapter 55 - A Heart (1/2)

Kelly had certainly told him to wait for her somewhere, but Hecathe had better plans.

Instead of going to the address that Kelly had given him, Hecathe strolled down the roads and headed for another place.

He wasn't sure about the way since he had never been here before but he knew what way he had to choose thanks to Alphius's diary. The man had not only kept a neat record of all the transactions that happened in the black market but he had also kept a detailed address and direction that could help people find the place.

Hecathe turned a few useless streets first in order to make sure that he was not being trailed and when he was a hundred percent sure that there was nobody following him, he entered a small restaurant that looked to be completely normal from the outside.

”What would you like to eat today, sir?” Since the restaurant was so small, there was hardly any staff kept at the place and hence, it was the owner who came up to Hecathe and asked him politely.

”A heart,” Hecathe spoke as he looked at the owner, ”A heart of a Dorgon that has been roasted to the crisp. Completely black with no taste at all. Sold for nothing more than a single stone.”

It was clearly an order that was not displayed on the menu and it was only natural that the restaurant didn't serve such a dish, but the owner smiled as he heard this answer from Hecathe, and without saying anything in return, he gestured for Hecathe to follow him.

As expected, the man suspected nothing and this just came to prove that Hecathe was now well-versed at pretending to be Alphius.

After hearing the secret code, the restaurant owner took Hecathe towards the kitchen, and just as Hecathe had read about the place, there was an old fire stove in the kitchen behind which there was a hidden door.

The man put out the fire first before opening the door for Hecathe and gesturing for him to go inside.

Hecathe nodded in satisfaction as he saw this, ”Thank you.”

The reason why Hecathe thanked the man was not because he wanted to show his gratitude, but rather, it was because he was supposed to say it since it was noted down in the diary that if a person were to not say thank you to the restaurant owner after being led to this door, the owner would not let the person go to the black market.

The owner had a smile on his face as he nodded back in turn and said nothing more.

Hecathe stepped forward and entered through the door without any hesitation and the door immediately closed behind him, trapping him in the darkness.

Since the information he had was proven to be correct till now, Hecathe was sure that the rest of the instructions noted down were true as well so he didn't worry too much about the darkness since he knew what was going to happen next.

He took calm breaths as he waited for the passage to light up on its own and just as he had expected, within the next few seconds, small light could be seen lighting the way in front of him.

Now all he had to do was follow the lights and that was exactly what he did.

Hecathe leisurely walked forward in a steady manner and he was soon greeted with another door that opened as soon as he arrived.

”Sir, please follow me,” A man wearing a white mask greeted Hecathe as soon as the door opened and Hecathe nodded as he followed the man.

If there was one thing Hecathe liked about this place, it would be the fact that everyone here got straight right to business and wouldn't bother wasting time in idle talk.