When he arrived at the riverbank, he immediately saw the wooden door discarded not far from the warehouse entrance. There were still numerous drag marks left on the ice and in the snow.
?
A bold thought surfaced. He swallowed hard, walked over, and yanked open the warehouse door.
Food was piled high like a small mountain, without even leaving a walkway. It was impossible to even get inside.
He closed the warehouse door with a wry smile, his expression complex as he stared at the lone wooden door lying in the snow.
'Oh, right. Our cooperation agreement is still active today. To cut off all other possibilities, that guy really went all out, even tearing down his own shelter. Looks like there's no need for me to waste any more time.'
Andre had stuffed at least 400 kilograms of food inside, including venison, Musk Ox meat, grouse, and King Salmon. As for other things like potatoes, who knew which corner they were piled in, but they were definitely there somewhere.
