Chapter 162

Even though Sabrina felt kind of bad for imposing, this seemed like the only reasonable option right now. Matthew wasn't in a position to take her in, so after a quick goodbye, he headed home. Sabrina followed the village chief along the path. The night was quiet under the pale moonlight. Except for the occasional insect buzzing, the whole village was dead silent. The chief, walking ahead, suddenly turned to her, his tone not exactly friendly. "You might be Richard's granddaughter, but to us, you're still an outsider. If you're not here for anything urgent, I think you should leave tomorrow. And don't come back-don't bring trouble with you." Sabrina knew the old man was still hung up on what happened back when outsiders torched this place. She got it. As for her grandparents' stuff-buried under dirt and years-she didn't think she'd uncover anything now. She nodded. "I'll go in the morning. Sorry for the trouble." The chief seemed to ease up a bit, seeing that she wasn't here with bad i