After delivering those deeply unsettling words, Arthur stepped back and smiled at Harris.
Under Arthur's gaze, Harris felt as though he had run into a charlatan-opening with something that sounded almost like a curse was all too familiar a tactic!
But Harris knew Arthur was certainly no charlatan.
Arthur might be a "Medium," but given his position, his words had to carry substance.
Otherwise, such a lie would cost Arthur more than he stood to gain.
After a moment's thought, Rat Lane's new overseer looked at Wiggins. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes drew inward, then spread outward as Harris smiled.
"Could you take me to see your new grocery shop?
I remember it's called the Worry-Relief Grocery, right?
It's been quite famous on Rat Street lately."
Who owned the Worry-Relief Grocery?
Harris knew perfectly well that it belonged to Arthur.
He could also make a fair guess at why Arthur had opened a grocery shop on Rat Street.
Everyone in South Los knew just how useful the people of Rat Street were.
Arthur was not the only one. Other factions also selected reliable hands here to undertake dangerous tasks. That was why Harris had always turned a blind eye to the Worry-Relief Grocery-Rat Street had its own rules. Kindness alone would not keep you alive; you needed strength as well. The Worry-Relief Grocery might offer Rat Street's ordinary residents a glimmer of hope, but it would also encroach on other factions' interests.
Harris had planned to inform Arthur just before those factions made their move, earning a favor in return.
Ideally, Arthur would ask him to help the Worry-Relief Grocery through its crisis.
That would leave Arthur owing him an even greater favor.
Then the "misunderstanding" between them would not only be resolved, but they would also