Falling Through Time: Basking in Firelight: Book 2

Bloodbath

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Warnings: Blood, gruesomeness, gore, killing, character deaths, death, lots of death, battle, war, yeah...dark chapter

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"Don't move or I'll blow your head off," the voice growled.

Oh shit.

What could Hamilton do? It was pitch black and he had a gun to his head. Wait a minute, it was pitch black.

Bluff

"I might say the same to you," Hamilton said confidently, "Move an inch and you die. I know these tunnels better than you, you damnable Govey." As he talked, he silently pulled out his gun and aimed it as well. Now he wasn't bluffing.

The other person just started laughing, "Alexander?"

"Burr?"

"Sir!" He was still laughing. "I almost shot you!"

"I still might," Hamilton growled.

Burr's laughter immediately ceased. "As much as I'd be willing to let you, I'm afraid now is not the best situation."

"Now is the best situation. I could shoot you and blame the Goveys so Jefferson wouldn't even be mad."

Burr sighed. "Alexander, get a little perspective. We need to work together to put an end to this."

"Rich, coming from you. You know these passages so well and your position with Adams makes it so easy to go turncoat and let them in these tunnels with you as their guide. I've heard how you disappear so easily and move like a ghost around the Manor."

"Yeah, to avoid people, James does it too," Burr scoffed. "Do you really think I'd turn when I'm finally in the position I wanted for so long?"

"I think you're still salty and bitter and don't give a damn about what happened to anyone else as long as you get what you want."

Burr chuckled darkly but before he could reply, a panel opened up right next to them, bathing them in light, temporarily blinding them. All they could make out was the outline of a man.

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Okay, this was seriously starting to bother Jefferson. He couldn't find anyone. Not any Goveys not any of his friends. They were just gone. He hadn't checked every room yet but he should've come across more than he has. What was going on?

He kept wandering until finally, he came across a room with two Goveys. Finally. He opened the door just enough for their words to be clear. Eavesdropping, rude right?

"-and gathered in the ballroom."

"The ballroom? I thought the plan was the dining room?"

"They keep changing it. Agent Ghost gave them some new information for the trap."

Trap? Shit. A trap for who? For them?

"Oh, makes sense." The two soldiers walked out of the room and Jefferson quickly navigated the tunnels so he was walking right along with them inside the wall. If he listened hard enough, he could barely make out what they were saying.

"I bet there's food in the kitchen, wanna raid it?"

Oh hell no.

"Hell yeah!"

Fuck.

Jefferson opened the wall and pulled the one walking in the back into the wall without the other noticing, flicking his wrist so his blade slid between the man's ribs, piercing his lungs so he couldn't scream and then put him out of his misery. The wall closed and both Jefferson and the remaining soldiers walked on.