The red ponytail-haired girl leans onto the short white pillars, staring at the beautiful scenery of a crowded street with a beautiful lady playing a piano. Lily Emerson could hear the beautiful tone of Für Elise. At the span of about a minute later, two women approach her from behind, and Lily utters her words, "I am not surprised to see you coming here, Elizabeth Dolores?"
Elizabeth Dolores, with her assistant right beside her, responds, "It's a matter of time before Strike finds and buries you before you will be left standing."
Lily: "I am supposed to be dead according to Strike."
Elizabeth: "Wayne told us about you."
Lily: "Did he say that he shot me?"
Elizabeth pauses for a moment, then answers, "Affirmative, that is between us."
Lily: "What do you want?"
Elizabeth: "Wayne has located where Loserson is, and he added that he is tired of going around circles, destroying anyone that protects him as ordered by Strike. We need Loserson to expose Strike once more...."
Lily: "Gosh, you people are so ignorant. You should be thankful you're still alive thanks to Wayne. Strike holds every city official in his palms, he could do whatever he wants."
Elizabeth: "That's why we entrust you to find Loserson. You might be one of the only people that knows his location."
Lily: "Julian abandoned us during the school attack."
Elizabeth: "And he's been going everywhere for a year, just for a nest to get burned one by one. I just want Wayne Wilson to stop the killings."
Lily: "You try persuading him?"
"Yeah but he refuses to comply with my advice. I hope you don't make the same mistake as his," Elizabeth draws closer to Lily with a serious tone, "If you don't comply, you know what happens later."
Lily thinks for a moment. Rescuing her friend, the only one who understands her pain and struggles, is too risky due to the tyrant rule of a corrupt mayor. She could get herself killed but she has no other choice. There is nowhere left to run. At the last minute, Lily responds, "Fine, I do whatever you say."
Elizabeth: "Good. That should keep Wayne's revenge away from now. You track him, you bring him to us."
Lily gives little to no answer, but Elizabeth takes it as a "yes" and leaves with her assistant.
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Melody tirelessly enters her home. As she appears in the living room, her father George nervously feels relieved to see her safe, "Where have you been? You almost have me worried."
Melody: "It's okay, Dad. I'm fine."
George hugs his daughter closely, "Thank God you are safe. Let me get you a drink."
While George is gone out of the way, a still desperate Isaiah appears at the staircase to greet his sister, "Hello there, sis. Do you really have contact with him? The Loserson?"
Melody leaves no answer.
Isaiah advises, "Look, as brother to sister, I warn you to not go near him again. If you do, our whole family will be threatened by Strike, this time no remorse, do you understand? "
Melody: "I agreed, but..."
Isaiah: "No buts. My Richcorp is gone because of him, because I protected the crim... that guy. Now it's Strike's problem, not ours, do you understand?"
Melody answers reluctantly, "I understand, Isaiah."
"Good, you should get some rest by the way," Isaiah then stomps on upstairs, as George arrives, carrying two cups of water. He asks, "What's the matter? You've been near Loserson before, right?"
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LOSERSON: FATE
Ficción GeneralThis is the final chapter of Loserson, split into three parts.