Benny’s POV
I pull over at the destination indicated by my satnav, and I’m f.ucking confused. I’m a long way past the house I dropped Eralia and her siblings at, in fact, I’m nowhere f.ucking near it, instead I’m outside a dive of a trailer park. There is no way that those kids live here, there can’t be, this place is a s.hit hole. I’m not saying all trailer parks are s.hit holes, some are pretty nice, but this place? This is the type of place the saying trailer trash was derived from.
The fence either side of the entrance is broken, weeds, are growing through the slats. The road leading inside is mud, and the few trailers that I can see over the top of the fencing are dilapidated at best.
I climb out of the driver’s seat and round the hood, looking up over the fence, frowning. I can he
