Chapter 2.10.
My back strolls down the wall with the gun in my hand, while my gaze averts from Victor’s dead body laying on the floor, as I run a hand through my hair, replaying the mess which has taken place in the past few days, such that my chest bleeds but I hardly feel the pain, courtesy of what goes on in my head and how I was almost killed again, and the only way I was saved was due to the kind of nature I have as a person to detect when one has separate agendas than I do. Victor was smart and he played his game well, and he definitely shouldn’t have been dead if not for the one mistake which he made, which was when he made a compliment similar to what Nathaniel said about Felicity when he criticized her of being the head and not able to protect her people. Of course, he didn’t say it directly,
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