Chapter 308

Latisha nodded, rubbing the bump forming on her forehead as she got out of the car. Just as she took out her phone to order a new ride, someone got out of the van.

"Sorry, so sorry! We didn't mean to. Let's not get angry, we can settle this privately."

The voice was vaguely familiar. Latisha looked up and saw Mortimer Farley apologizing to the driver with a sheepish grin, already pulling out his phone to transfer money.

"I'll send you two thousand. That should cover the repairs and your lost time today, right?"

The driver, who had been furious, visibly relaxed. "Alright, fine. Just be more careful next time."

Mortimer sighed in relief and quickly sent the money, glancing over his shoulder every few seconds like a thief caught in the act. After the transfer was complete, he turned and spotted Latisha. His eyes lit up.

"Latisha!" Mortimer rushed over to her in a few strides and grabbed her arm. "Come with me, quickly."

Latisha was stunned. Before she could react, Mortimer was pulling her into the white van. She had barely found her seat when the van shot forward like an arrow, and she had to grip the seat in front of her to keep from falling.

"Don't be scared, I'm not going to sell you or anything," he said quickly. "There are people chasing me."

This only made Latisha more nervous. But when she looked back, she didn't see any pursuers. Instead, she saw the back of the van was filled with dog crates. Inside them were dozens of dogs, some of them whimpering softly.

She looked at Mortimer in confusion. Had this guy gotten himself into some other kind of trouble?

Sean, who was driving, called back, "Miss, we just rescued these dogs from some traffickers. They've been chasing us for blocks."

Latisha looked at Mortimer, still puzzled.

Mortimer scratched his head and grinned. "Well, we saw this guy at a market and bought all the dogs hez had. But then he seemed to get the idea that I was an easy mark. The next time, he showed up with over thuty dogs a lot of them brand new purebreds, some still with tags on. I knew he must have been stealing people's pets. That time, he jacked up the price and demanded double. My card wasn't frozen yet, so I just paid him."

Mortimer explained that he had warned the man not to do such a despicable thing again, telling him he wouldn't buy any more But the traffickers didnt listen, This time, they had captured dozens more and contacted Mortimer, demanding a thousand per dog. Mortimer didn't have that kind of money anymore, so he refused.

Then the traffickers threatened to sell the dogs to a meat shop to be slaughtered. Furious, Mortimer had gathered some people, raided their den, and escaped with the dogs. Which led to their current situation, with the traffickers still on their tail.

After hearing his story, Latisha frowned and signed, *What if he just steals more dogs next time?*

Mortimer laughed. "Let him. He steals them, I'll rescue them. After a few rounds of not making any money, he'll give up."

*But will you be in danger?* she asked.

"Nah, don't worry," Mortimer said. "I'm experienced with this kind of thing. No danger."

Latisha nodded. As he spoke, she couldn't help but look back at the dogs in their cages. Seeing their innocent, confused eyes, she felt something stir within her. She realized Mortimer was doing something truly wonderful.

When Latisha turned back, she was startled to find Mortimer's face was extremely close to hers, less than a finger's width away. He was handsome, radiating a youthfu eyes it hit

energy Looking into eline

herm a flash She finally

remembered where she had seen him before.