Chapter 830

On the other side, after retrieving the bread truck he had abandoned on the road the day before, John followed the Leighton to the local clinic. Most rural clinics nowadays have fallen into disuse, but Loudes Village was an exception. Located too far from the nearest town, their clinic remained operational though, much like the village school, it often lacked a doctor. As they walked, John struck up a conversation. "Leighton, on my way here, I noticed a row of brick houses with overgrown courtyards and locked doors. Did the family move away for work?" The Leighton, hands clasped behind his back, replied without turning, "No, they didn’t leave for work. Those houses weren’t built by locals. Outsiders bought land here and built them. They only come for two or three months during the hottest part of summer, claiming it’s to escape the heat." A glint flickered in John’s eyes. Leighton, a talkative man who barely glanced at him, continued unprompted, "Come to think of it, those outsiders ar