“Sophia, please let me explain. I received a call right before your plane landed. The oil moguls do not want you in Romala. They don’t want you snooping. Your track record for finding the root of anomalies is stellar. The oil company knows your history and fears your experiments could uncover the facts. Since you insist on knowing, I must tell you. So here is the truth.”
“Now, you want to give me the truth?” Her fiery eyes bore into his soul.
“As I mentioned before, two years ago, we had a massive oil spill. The oil companies cleaned the shore and the waterway but didn’t clean the sludge, and the foul smell, which angered residents. When people started asking questions, they had many fishers killed, and others paid to keep their mouths closed. Those remaining left Romala, and others disappeared.”
“Will I disappear without a trace too? I’m petrified.” Her voice edged with fear.
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