Dean realized that someone was secretly erasing the fact that people often went missing here.
But the town wasn't large. He didn't believe that the residents knew nothing about it.
First, I need to find a way to talk to a local and understand the situation...
Like… the phone number on the business card the bartender gave me!
Although Dean was certain that the person on the other end was a scam artist, since they had colluded with the bartender specifically to target out-of-towners looking for missing people, they might know something about the tourists' disappearances.
With that thought, Dean glanced around to make sure no suspicious individuals were keeping watch nearby, then headed back toward the hotel.
Back at the hotel, Cheston En had already woken up. He was in the hotel's ground-floor dining area, enjoying the complimentary buffet breakfast.
"How is it?" Dean sat down opposite Cheston En.
