chapter 8: Worry

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*Alex's POV*

When I got back to my room, I started packing up essential things.

It was hard choosing because I would never be back here again. It

was a scary thought though one I had to accept. At least I would be

with James. But what if he is untrustworthy? I sighed. Just then I

heard a knock on my door. " Enter." I said. Satan entered. "My

Lord." I said as I bowed my head. "What are you doing?" He said

in a gruff voice. I can only image what he was doing before. "I am

getting my stuff ready to execute the plan. Are the rest of my men

ready?" "Yes " he replied. "They are waiting on you." I gathered up

anything else I thought I could use and walked out the door, Satan

right on my heels.

*James's POV*

When I got back, everyone was waiting for me. "Where were you?" My second in command asks. "Just looking for routes that will help us keep the stones safe." I hated lying to them, but it had to be done. "I 'm going to my room now. Please do not disturb me." With that I walked up to my room, packed a few things. I only kept wondering,
How are we going to pull this off?

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sorry it's short but I should update again soon

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