He discovered something odd while excavating beneath the boards. I initially assumed it was trash or old crates, but no. Small buildings that resembled miniature greenhouses were arranged in tidy rows.
— “What the…” — I crouching closer, I mumbled.
Max snarled, indicating that this was no ordinary barn. Someone had created a whole mini-garden beneath the floorboards to grow… prohibited flora.
Wires, lamps, and little plant containers. Everything was ready to grow.
My heart skipped a beat. I never imagined that a straightforward dog patrol would result in such a finding. “This is what I wanted to show you,” Max seems to remark.
I turned the radio on once more:
— “Block 15, dispatcher…… Come here, you must.
