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This is a story about Hamerton, a large school that has a lot of things going on, most of them being illegal and terrorizing. Natalie Bradley, an intelligent and talented girl from Brooklyn joins this school after her friend Caitlin who was allegedly murdered in Hamerton. She is agonized by the news of her friend's tragic death and she has to face up with Hamerton's bloody governance in order to secure the President's badge that has the power to decode a bomb that could cause a large massacre, soon.
Previously on Hamerton; Natalie rasps at Ingrid for keeping her in the dark about Ingrid's involvement with the sect that operates in their school. Ingrid defensively claims that she was kept from telling Natalie something that everybody, including Trevor was keeping from her.
Continue;
Once
Natalie arrived the ground floor, she rushed out of the dormitory building. She unthoughtfully
aimed at the school's main gate. She had to see Trevor one way or the other.
Along
the craggy path to the gate, she realized that she had no directions to the
hospital where Steven confined Trevor. She frowned at this and turned to the
main building.
Millies
met her at the portico, along with a black officer. “Natalie Bradley.” She greeted.
“Yes?”
Natalie replied, feeling with worry.
“You
have to come with us to Inspector Howls’ office.” Millies replied.
Natalie
looked at her and him for a second and sighed. She was losing time.
“Okay.”
She replied resigning from a rebel and escorted them back to Corny Howls’
office.
Corny
was pacing in the office when Natalie was led in. He halted and popped his
eyes, fixing them on Natalie.
“I am
sorry.” Natalie said first, looking down. “Please don’t arrest me.”
“Where’s
Trevor?” Corny replied.
Natalie
shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Who
does?”
She raised
her look to him. She had already decided to tell him everything. “Steven.”
“Steven
who? The guy who is his friend?”
She nodded.
“Is
he also the one who kidnapped Trevor?”
“Yes.”
She responded.
“Okay.”
Corny said and walked to his desk. He made communications through the telephone
and turned back to Natalie. “I need you to tell me everything.”
what happened next? stay tuned to find out.
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