The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 197
The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 197
As I leaned on the scaffolding and looked out across the boundless ocean, I took a deep breath. Then, I lifted my diary into the air and threw it firmly into the ocean, and it soon disappeared beneath the waves.
Doing that seemed to stir ripples upon my heart, and the agony extended from my chest throughout my body. Even so, I held back my tears and forced a smile.
Days later, the Seeker made port at the famous Floating City of Venice.
David had come to attend an auction held at an underground casino. We would be selling the treasures we had salvaged out of shipwrecks and converting them to dollars, but it was very dangerous even if the trade earned us maximum profit.
The Italian mafia was divided into a large number of clans. Therefore, even if David had been a longtime partner of the Mora family, other families would have their eyes on our goodies, and they would also come up with any reason to try to snatch territories belonging to the Mora family. That would always plague us with considerable problems, and the reason we had to be really cautious.
It was only natural, since the Mora family had a monopoly over the canal logistics of Venice, which was a cause of discontent for the other families.
The location where we would make our trade was within a narrow and winding alley, but it was very close to a prison and a necessary route for transporting refugees. Having a bad feeling about that, I said, ”This route doesn’t lead to a dead end, does it? Don’ t transport us straight into prison now
”Haha! You’re still such a coward, even though you’ve been with us for so long, ” the others teased.
Once we left the canal, David’s contact showed up. He gave us a ride on a gondola—the only method of transportation around these parts—and slowly rowed it towards the casino.
The gondola parted the waves of the narrow canal, and it looked as if we were journeying across the stars as the river reflected the lights from the bars and residences around us. From time to time, we could hear courtesans laughing coquettishly as they drew their customers of the night, and it was somewhat intoxicating.
As a matter of fact, there wasn’t a single crew member of the Seeker who hadn’t broken the law. That was why we were all vagabonds who had homes we couldn’t return to, with David offering us refuge while we worked for him in turn.
For my part, I hold considerable value to the crew, since the mutation Dicken had given me granted me the supernatural ability to stay underwater for longer periods of time.
Back at the present, Mike passed me a small handgun and said, “Hold on to this—David has already given us both orders to keep watch outside. Don’t you space out on the job! “
“You don’t have to worry! “ I chuckled, handily stuffing the gun behind my hip. Beneath my aviator sunglasses, my eyes were warily studying our surroundings.
To avoid Interpol’s pursuit, I had cut my black hair into a bob cut and dyed it to resemble a blonde Caucasian. I also constantly kept a hat on and wore insoles in my shoes—the very image of a delinquent who was not to be trifled with, which naturally spared myself a lot of trouble as well.
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