"Don't do it!" Denella yelled.

"I don't have a choice. If I don't, you guys will just take me and lock me up." The guard stood at the edge of the building and lifted the gun to his head. He pulled the trigger and fell of the building landing in the cement parking lot.

The Coffee Shop, Belle City, 9:02p.m

"Well, that was an interesting night." Raphael stated as he sipped his steaming Vanilla Hazelnut coffee.

"I just can't believe he actually did it." Denella said starring out the window; still stunned from what had happened.

"Hey, it's not like it's your fault or anything. It was his choice. And, he was right. We were just going to lock him up and try to get information out of him. And if we didn't, then he would just end up staying in prison for quite some time."

" . . . Before the ambulance came to pick him up, I found these in his pocket. It's the Amarillo Starlight and some kind of note." She passed the piece of paper to Raphael.

It said, "I was forced to do this. It's not Celcus' fault."

"Who was this from? What does this even mean?" he asked.

"I'm not sure. But, that guy didn't want to do whatever he was forced to do."

"Then why did he?"

"Maybe he was blackmailed. But the real question is: what does he mean by, "It's not Celcus's fault?' "




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