Decker and his brother Herr were at the hallway standing. "Alex?" Herr was trying to get an attention. "Alexander? So Aaron Burr was keeping some of the memos aye?" "I don't want to think about it." Alexander Hamilton frowned as he was thinking about a duel with Aaron Burr. "I know how it feels, you think it was optional for you to do that alone because I know you can't be?" It was an answer that Alexander Hamilton could handle. Benjamin Franklin died 10 or 16 years earlier since Decker and the others headed back to England. Alexander Hamilton turned to Herr Matthew Lucius Hiddleston. "Mr. Hiddleston, I'm taking a moment to do whatever it needs to be but you know, I'm not much of a loner or something but I had to go because I might not come back." It was rough at that day when someone was involved. Decker knew his brother would not get upset with Alexander's actions. Herr said with a smirk. "We'll have it your way Alex, as long as it doesn't hurt you, have it your way." Alexander Hamilton looked surprised that Herr was frustrated. "Oh I'm sorry that I made you mad," "No it's all good, I'm just frustrated that's all," Herr gulped. "We'll get used to it," Decker said.
"Well I'm not much of a goodbyes so I had to leave," he updated without hesitating. "Anyways take care folks, I'll see you around," "See you," Herr looked at him as the figure had disappeared.
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Smurfs 1700-1800 Ch.17: Connecticut.
Historical FictionAfter the several day stays in Delaware, Papa Smurf and the rest of the groups are traveling to Connecticut which might be looking for the clues after Monsignor and Coroner's death. Decker finds a note that was written from Monsignor on the table an...
