Chapter 577

In Marvel, Working for the System

Geralt and Nancy returned to Black Pine Town.

"Home, or the Claw Restaurant?" Geralt asked.

"The Claw Restaurant," Nancy said.

Thinking about how she hadn't been home in three days and her father hadn't even noticed, Nancy felt hollow inside.

The car pulled into the restaurant parking lot.

Geralt sensed something was wrong.

Too quiet...

A lingering stench hung inside the restaurant. Many of the tables and chairs had been smashed.

George, Beth, and Ace sat there looking miserable.

"George!" Nancy cried in distress.

There was a handprint on George's face, and one cheek was swollen.

Geralt's expression darkened. George was one of the few ordinary people he got along with. She had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and she was a good person.

But Geralt didn't start asking questions right away. He joined the others in cleaning up.

"George, what happened?" Nancy asked.

She felt a little guilty.

Something like this had happened while she was away.

At first, George kept her head down and said nothing. She clearly didn't want Nancy mixed up in this mess. But Nancy held her gaze without backing down.

Ever since seeing Geralt take bullets with his bare body, Nancy had grown bolder.

George sighed. "It was Terry. That bastard was selling his pills in the restaurant. I kicked him out, and then the Maya Gang showed up."

"Who's Terry?" Geralt asked.

"Remember the Barn Party? The skinny guy selling pills. He went to high school with us. He was a bastard back then, and he's even worse now."

"Oh." Geralt vaguely remembered him. "Is he in the Maya Gang?"

"No way." Ace, the mediocre cook, gave a contemptuous snort. "Looking like that? What club would take him? He's just an errand boy."

Geralt glanced