Lyra’s POV 

We carried the stuff towards a cluster of trailers waiting for rentals. There was a tiny cabin nearby raised above the ground level with a man fixing its window. He grinned at the sight of us approaching him. 

“Hey, can we get a trailer for a couple of days?” asked Leandros. The man grinned, baring his yellow teeth, and nodded readily. 

“Sure, but I accept only cash!” He checked Leandros out to ensure he could pay him. 

“How much?” The man quoted a price, and ...