ELTON
The next day came faster than I expected. By the time the sun set, we were ready to move. The plan was simple, but it had to be executed perfectly. There could be no mistakes.
We gathered in the back of my mansion, the cold air settling over us as we prepared to leave. I felt a strange sense of anticipation build within me.
Doreen, Wendell, and Natalia all stood by the door, waiting for the signal to move. I could see the tension in their faces—they knew the stakes. Wendell was already acting the part of a frail old man, leaning on a cane that he would never need outside of this role. Doreen, ever the calm one, appeared lost in thought, perhaps rehearsing her lines. Natalia stood off to the side, her arms crossed, her expression unreadable.
I walked up to them, making sure every
