Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 1163 The Amusement Park
Crystal’s POV:
Rufus took me to an amusement park.
The place was bustling, with people constantly coming and going, and the air was filled with the sweet and savory smell of food from the stalls.
It might have something to do with the fact that it was the weekend, as the park was unbelievable packed.
I wasn’t here to enjoy whatever it had to offer, however. I turned to Rufus. “What are we doing here?” I asked in a quiet voice.
He whirled around and held up two green masks he had bought at a stall near the entrance. He lightly tapped my hand with one and gestured at me. “First, you need to put this on.”
“What the hell for?” I asked in confusion, even as I complied with his instruction.
I knew Rufus could tell how anxious I was, and I was grateful for his patience as he explained, “We’re here to look for Arron. The traffickers said that he was taken to this place.”
I was stunned by this revelation. “You mean to say that the traffickers’ hideout is somewhere in this park? But this place looks so big, and if the military finds out, won’t it be a total loss?”
I had assumed that Arron would be sold to a traveling circus and get locked up in a small, dark cage. I never imagined he would be in such a massive and extravagant amusement park.
One look, and I could tell that this place charged hefty prices for everything. How brazen of those traffickers to carry out their crimes behind such a flagrant cover.
“Well, what are we still standing around for, then? I grabbed Rufus’ arm, my voice filled with urgency. “Let’s go find him!”
“Hold on, calm down.” Rufus’ warm hand clamped down on my wrist and stopped me from rushing forward.
“What else are we waiting for?” I scowled at him, desperate to see my son and make sure that he was all right.
“You should have realized this already, but the park is an actual, legitimate business that caters specifically to adults. We won’t be able to find Arron if we just dart off aimlessly. Listen, in the evening, there will be a freak show that showcases a number of disabled people.”
“What?”
The word slipped out of me in a horrified whisper. I couldn’t believe those criminals were so heartless as to let disabled people perform for other people’s entertainment. “They keep a lot of disabled people here,” Rufus continued in a serious voice. “In fact, the freak show is their flagship project.”
My thoughts were already racing, and I felt like my head was about to explode when I recalled the trafficker’s words. A deep sense of foreboding washed over me.
I knew then that they would mutilate my son and make him one of their disabled slaves.
Arron was still so young! He would never survive such torture. I looked at Rufus in a panic. He was the only one who could help me.
Seemingly reading my thoughts, Rufus gave me a short nod. “That’s right. Arron is likely among the people involved in the freak show We need to act carefully and not draw any attention, or they might cart him off somewhere else before we get to him.”
“Okay,” I nodded.
As desperate as I was, I did know that we needed to be cautious. It was a critical situation, and I couldn’t let our efforts thus far go in vain.
“Don’t worry,” Rufus comforted me. “We’re here now Arron will definitely be all right.”
I just nodded blankly, telling myself to calm down. Were you always aware of what was happening here?” “Yes, someone made an anonymous report a while back,”
Rufus replied unhurriedly. “Apparently, this place has become a nesting ground for human trafficking, malicious imprisonment, and physical abuse, both to normal and disabled people. I was informed that they deliberately cripple perfectly healthy people just to add to their merchandise.’
“Then, why haven’t you launched a full-on investigation yet9” I blurted out in shock.
“I have, actually. I sent my men to investigate multiple times, but they always returned empty-handed.’ Rufus turned to look me in the eye as he added, ‘That’s why we must be extra careful this time.”