Lily's POV:
Yarin was quiet on the way back, which was very different from his usual loud personality. I believed it was partly because the police van was uncomfortable and partly because of the box of 'goods'.
They were not dolls, even if everyone hoped it was. However, the smell of humans and antiseptic was so distinct that it made people feel nauseous. No wonder the two rookie policemen were so scared that their hands trembled.
Earlier, when Yarin and Heller were still sleeping in the early morning, I heard some gossip while patrolling. News of the underworld often circulated in the alleys exiled by the human world. Gang fights, gun smuggling, sex trade, cult rituals. Normally I would pretend I didn't hear them. Don't judge me yet, saints.
If an injured stray cat walked up to you, you would save it. However, if there were a hundred lions guarding the cat, would you pounce on it without hesitation?
