He's gone

We left Pascal's house after informing him we would send men to keep him safe. He looked scared and even wanted to go with us but we couldn't take him with us because of his dangerous it was.

After that, we visited the rest of the students on the list. Funny enough, all of them had one thing to say about Fred. They all spoke of how intelligent he was and how timid he acted most of the time. None of them said anything bad about him. It made me realize Fred was a man who played with masks. The only people who knew who he was were those in the same group as him, those who knew him as the Scorpion.

Each person has a part of him they had seen.

“What did you go out to do?” Jeremy asked when he got into the car. "Who were you calling?"

We had just left the house of the last student.

“Fred. I have been trying his number since the receptionist sent it to me, but it's switched off.”

“Should we investigate his house?” Storm suggested, turning to look at me. “He's the only one we haven't chec