37-Midnight

Anthony

I couldn’t sleep, nobody could. We were losing men, when weren’t even a war. I almost lost my sister and Elena. We were fighting an unknown enemy. It was almost like this Fitz man was invisible, almost like he was a myth. Nothing made sense today, he trying to play a game with us but I don’t know what it is. He had the opportunity the eliminate two people that he was aware that we loved so much, Why didn’t he do anything, What is he thinking about?, What exactly is his sick plan?.

I gulped the wine from the glass in front of me.

“ Elena story doesn’t sit right with me”, Fedora broke the silence in the palace

“ Why would she lie?”, Alfred spoke up looking confused

“I don’t know”, she admitted, “but something is definitely off”.

“What more important is killing fitz”, Micheal said as he gulped down a bottle of champagne, “let’s get him and kill him then we can worry about if a story is true or lies , all I care about is his head”, he took a big slip again.

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