Automatic gear to manual gear can be okay.
The small fishing boat was slowly moving forward on the lake, the speed was slow, but the boatman was in a leisurely manner.
The boat was propped up, he suddenly bent down and picked up a can of beer, pulling open the easy-open ring and drinking it.
“Is that a DUI?” Paige couldn’t help but utter.
How could there be such a boatman.
The boatman was casually propping up his pole with one hand, and at the sound of his voice, he turned his head to look at her and said with a straight face, “It counts, but do you see any traffic cops on this lake?”
“…”
Paige can’t say no to this kind of person, turning her head to look around, the lake is endless, from near to far, the color from dark to light, the shallow mist shrouds the countless islets, the island is surrounded by green trees, as if she is in a heavenly realm on earth.
She retracted her eyes and looked at the boatman who was all down and out, and thought for a moment and asked, “You’re charging a lot of money, aren’t you?”
The boatman quickly poured a can of beer down his gullet, sniffing and letting out a laugh, “Miss, you can’t even afford a bottle of good spirits with these several hundred dollars.”
“…”
Paige was silent.
If it had been someone Blanca had quietly paid off, they would have heard the meaning of her words, and would have hinted at her in and out of the conversation that they were helping out.
But this boatman didn’t.
Then how did Blanca get her to ask for help.
She looked the boatman up and down again, so scruffy, this way, he shouldn’t be who Blanca said he was.
Paige didn’t think any more about it and sat quietly waiting for her destination.
The small fishing boat sailed across the calm, jade-like surface of the lake, leaving ripples in its wake, and under the turquoise water, a number of fish swam along their boat.
After about ten minutes, the boat penetrated into a dark, unlit cave.
Paige was sitting in the boat, hearing only the sound of empty water in the cave and seeing nothing, and was about to speak when the boatman’s suddenly flashed a light.
A flashlight.
Or the old-fashioned kind.
“…”
This man really … lives as he pleases.
Paige sighed softly and watched as the small fishing boat made its way through the curving cave, and after a moment, a bright light shone in from outside.
For a moment it stung the eyes.
Paige raised her hand to block the light, to be adapted, she put down her hand, and saw that outside the cave entrance, on the clear lake water, a piece of green grass into the eyes, small flowers dotted between the grass, swaying in the wind, in the middle of a stone path from the dense flowers and trees to the distance.
It was quite a bit of a peachland mood.
“Arrived.” The boatman leaned the boat towards the shore.
“Thanks.” Paige stood up from the boat and slowly walked to the corner before staggering barely to shore.
She looked around; the Davis family had picked a good place to get away from the world.
The boatman got out of the boat with his pole, smelling of booze, and asked, “What are you doing in the Davis family, young lady?”
Paige looked back at him, “Don’t you recognize me?”
She’s been on the hot seat a lot lately, and she’s well known.
Hearing this, the boatman burst out laughing, “Could it be that Miss is a big star? Sorry, I don’t have a cell phone or a phone, I don’t even watch TV, I don’t know anyone, so I won’t ask for your autograph.”
“…”
Paige was silent, bowed her head to him, turned and headed inside.
“Miss, would you like me to lead you in, I know THE Davis family well!” The boatman shouted after her.
Paige pretended she didn’t hear him and continued to walk inside, when suddenly, the sound of something heavy falling to the ground came from behind her.
She looked back and her breath hitched.
Only to see that the boatman fell to the ground motionless, another same black clothes fall down dress “boatman” stood next to the hand holding a wooden stick, after hitting the man, he moved the hand and wrist joints.
Suddenly, the tall “boatman” turned toward her, full of stubble to cover his face, he threw away the stick in his hand in a uninhibited manner, a pair of pitch-black eyes picked at her, evil to the extreme.
Enrico?
Paige was stunned and stood still, not daring to move, her body frozen forward, only her head twisting.
What was he doing here?
Eyes, pitch black?
Where did he find the time to even disguise himself, even with contacts.
Beinice stood behind Enrico, delighted to see Paige and about to open her mouth when Paige immediately put her hands behind her in a stop sign.
She’s still wearing the brooch and being monitored.
“…”
Seeing this, Beinice took heart and closed her voice.
Enrico glances toward him, and Beinice bends down, dragging the boater with him, moving toward their boat.
Paige raised her voice and said, “Since you’re acquainted with the Davis family, I’ll trouble you to lead me in.”
At that, Enrico hooked his lips into a smile and grabbed his visor from the small fishing boat, and as soon as he grabbed it in his hand, he wrinkled his nose at the smell of fish and alcohol on it.
Paige watched as he snapped the hat onto his head with a disgusted look on his face before striding toward her.
She turned back her craned and aching neck and calmly continued on her way.
Suddenly, her collar was yanked back.
“…”
Paige acquiesced and was about to look back when something seemed to be caught on her collar and was cold against the back of her neck.
Enrico’s cutting, low voice then sounded in her ear, “What do you care if you have this face and call the camera its own filter?”
Paige was startled as Enrico walked behind her and added, “This thing muffles bugs.”
“…”
At that, Paige’s heart lets go and she continues on without looking back at him, “What are you doing here? I didn’t see you on the lake.”
The lake was so vast, there were other boats at a glance.
“I looked at the map when he asked you to take the boat, this is the only island on this lake that can hold the next family to live on, I came from the other direction, I got here before you manuals did.” Enrico said arrogantly.
He followed her, unable to do anything, so he put his hand on the back of her neck and squeezed.
The skin on the back of her neck was a white patch, delicate to the touch.
He squeezed and stroked it with abandon and added, “It’s your turn to answer.”
Paige could only pretend that nothing had happened and continued on, whispering truthfully, “I’ve been drugged, I can’t exert myself, and if I don’t get the antidote, I’ll probably die of heart palpitations.”
As the words fell, the hand on her neck lurched and retracted.
In the next second again, the sound of distant footsteps came from behind her.
With a sinking anger.
“I’m fine now.”
Paige edged forward, “Jeremy’s right there, and you’re afraid he’ll run away? Let me check the truth first.”
The drug had been administered, now it was a matter of getting the antidote sooner or later, it made little difference.
“…”
The footsteps continued to move away.
This man …
Paige bit her lip, took a breath, and said, word for word, “Enrico Gustin.”
“…”
The footsteps continued to be heavy.
“You go, you go and leave me alone, I’m going into THE Davis family anyway,” Paige said.
“…”
The footsteps returned.
The next second, the back of her neck was cupped again, and the warm palms seemed to be trying to be forceful, but eventually dissolved into gentleness.
“Paige Clarke!”
Enrico cursed viciously as he followed her.
Paige wanted to laugh.
A long, long walk inward, the old brown gate loomed in the depths of the flowering trees.
A sign hung from the tree next to the gate that read “Private Residence, No Visitors” in large letters.