Although this was a safe zone, the social hierarchy in a lawless society was starkly clear.
Therefore, there was no such thing as absolute safety in a place like this.
She moved quickly, almost colliding with a man who was entering the stairwell as she rushed out.
The man couldn't help but give her a leering look, but his expression quickly shifted to a smile. "Miss Quinn, where are you off to?"
Josie Quinn had no intention of dealing with him and had already taken several steps past him, but she quickly turned back.
"You know this area well, don't you?"
Peter Cameron immediately grinned and puffed out his chest. "Of course. Is there something you need, Miss Quinn? Just say the word, and I guarantee I'll get it done for you."
"Fine," Josie Quinn said, dropping all pleasantries. "My sister went out this morning to do laundry for someone, and she still isn't back. Help me ask around and find out what's going on."
