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For a very delirious moment, I swore that the pair of blue eyes on me was Mikaela's. But it was just his father, followed closely by a Colton as ruined as me. The cops closest to the couch laid Colton down. He was unconscious. Probably the first sounds of the fight should have come from him. Mikaela's father spoke to me. He didn't wear a vest. I wasn't working in uniform like everyone else, but I was carrying a gun in hand. It was he who pointed the gun at Aslan and said:

"From now on, you can tell us in detail every step the Brotherhood intends to take, or you can surrender without problems to be tried and convicted for your crimes," said Caleb Johnson.

The awareness that I had been made of bait for a trap made me want to cry even more. I would have even cried if my face didn't hurt so much. I heard someone ask for an ambulance; I assumed it was Caleb. I heard nothing but Aslan's grumbling and laughter, nor the police's attempts to make him speak. I just wanted everything to end and