CHAPTER EIGHT: A TRAITOR IN OUR MIDST

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(In perspective of Matthew Crustello):

As we routinely unloaded our things I soon started to slowly calm down from the fight in the truck. After some time thinking, I had realized that Andrometa had no physical proof of my little visit to the no go zone. Without evidence, she was just throwing out random accusations, and everyone knows she hates me besides that so it would be completely logical. I had finally let out a calming sigh and had tuned my mind to the raid. Yeah, I wouldn't be able to do much in the world but I knew that if I could do just this tiny little thing, it would count towards something, help out someone. As we walked out of the truck Andrometa gave me a side casted smirk, and I smiled right back, she almost looked shocked. When we got to the designated sight we found burning buildings and screaming children. "What?! This is impossible! How did the raid already happen?" my fist tightened with anger. Pandal walked out in front of all of us, smiling, almost evilly.
"The Lunas gave me an offer I couldn't refuse..."
TO BE CONTINUED

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