HAMERTON Chapter 2 episode 5

HAMERTON 2

Thank you God for this opportunity.
Hallo new viewers and Happy and Peaceful elections Tanzania!

Hamerton. A large school offering the finest Education to the students of the state and overseas. Natalie joins this school arriving from Brooklyn and she has grief over her lost friends who were murdered in Hamerton. She teams up with Ingrid and their fellow seniors against the House of Representatives to prevent a bomb blast that could cause a large massacre.

Previously on Hamerton; Natalie and Ingrid utilized the new email that Ester provided them to send Caitlin a message. Natalie tells Caitlin, in her message that, she knows that Caitlin is alive and that Natalie misses her a lot. 

Corny shows Trevor CCTV photos of him and Natalie when they met in the leaders' quarters earlier that day. They agree to leave Hamerton so that, Trevor's father will not find out that, Trevor lied to him and Corny partook in breaching Trevor's security. 

Continue;

Back in Canada, Caitlin sat behind her working desk, staring at her laptop’s screen. She was writing a report about her visit in Africa and somewhere along the way, she paused, resting her chin on her palm, drowning into thoughts.

She had been aware of the things happening in Hamerton and consequently with her best friend, Natalie. Until now, she had not thought that it was safe to reach Natalie but, a long time had passed already. Natalie was the school President, Hamerton was calmer than ever and though it already lost seven of its prominent senior students since Caitlin’s arrival, everyone had forgotten the bad things.

Maybe I should contact her. She thought.

Yes. It was a good idea as she told herself. She would only inform Natalie that she is fine and that she misses Natalie a lot. She would send kisses to Natalie’s friends too and to Trevor because, the last that Caitlin heard was that, the two were going out.

Possessed with the excitement, Caitlin opened a new window of a web browser and logged on to her Gmail account. She waited as her emails loaded and begun moving her cursor to the ‘Compose new’ tab on the screen. She then noticed a new email from her usual informer.

She smiled a little hoping that there was good news about Natalie and reclined from composing a new message to open her unread mail.

Hallo Caitlin. How have you been doing? You told me that you were going to visit Africa, how did you find it? Are you back home? Did you have a safe journey friend?

I hope you are great.

Well, I have news for you from Hamerton and your best friend Natalie but, I don’t know if you will like it.

Do you know Ivan? I hope you do. Well, I have heard a lot about him. And of course about the history between you two.

It happens that, Ivan Hook, your boyfriend till you left Brimstone, is going out with your best friend, Natalie!

Sorry for that news but, it is a fact. I also heard that, Ivan was never as interested in you as he was or still is, with Natalie Bradley.

She broke up with Trevor when Ivan shifted to study in Hamerton, to  join her.

I don’t mean to be rude Caitlin or bad mouthing your friend but, I’ll give you my honest opinion, she is bad. She has no morals. She doesn't even care that Ivan was your boyfriend and that you were her best friend.

There are a lot more evil said against her. Oh my friend, it would be hideous to write them.

(Sighing) I wish that you don’t think too much about the evil that Natalie has done to you and focus on your journalism career.

All the best dear. I’ll write to you more if I find out or hear anything.

Yours truly,

Ester.

Caitlin’s eyes tingled with tears after reading the mail. She felt heart broken by the ill news about Natalie.

She could not believe that Natalie could betray her by going out with Ivan. What hurt Caitlin the most was that, from the letter, Natalie broke up from a sincere relationship with Trevor to be with Ivan.

How could they have done such things in Caitlin’s absence? Why?

She tried swallowing a lump of tears that was stuck in her throat, feeling very upset.

Natalie? Really? She asked herself, crying. So, Natalie never thought about her? Was Natalie so bad in school? Why did her habit change?

“Why Natalie? Why?” Caitlin whispered.

But, there was no reply, there was just Ester’s gruesome report, staring at her from the laptop screen.

Caitlin felt wretched, suddenly recalling the times that she was with Natalie and Ivan. Suddenly, meaningless gestures in their encounters, oriented to the anonymous feelings between Natalie and Ivan.

Caitlin frowned at this, feeling very angry at her old friends who, hidden from Caitlin’s knowledge, hardly knew that she was alive.

She sent Ester a short thank you text and told her that she was fine and back in Canada.

Ester did not respond and Caitlin signed out from her Gmail account then locked her computer in rage. 

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HAMERTON 2 Chapter 1- episode 6

HAMERTON 2

Thank you God for this opportunity.

Hamerton. A large school offering the finest Education to the students of the state and overseas. Natalie joins this school arriving from Brooklyn and she has grief over her lost friends who were murdered in Hamerton. She teams up with Ingrid and their fellow seniors against the House of Representatives to prevent a bomb blast that could cause a large massacre.

Previously on Hamerton; Natalie receives a visit from Trevor's brother and he gives her Trevor's message which also gets her very worried. Mrs. Bradley meets up with Simon to hear about her daughter's information that get her very upset. 
Simon is forced to accompany unpleasant gentlemen to a place that he knows not. 

Continue;

Natalie had returned to her office when Ingrid arrived.

“Natalie?” she greeted, walking briskly to Natalie’s desk. “What’s going on? Ivan told me that it is urgent.”

“Sit.” Natalie said.

Ingrid did. “Your face looks all worried.”

Natalie nodded. “I got a message from Trevor.”

Ingrid raised her eyebrows in a little shock. “What did he say? Did he explain what happened to him?”

Natalie passed the note to her.

Ingrid took it, glanced at Natalie then back at the unfolded note and read it. “I know that you are the President of Hamerton now and I’m glad.” She paused, making a queer expression. “However, you are not safe and neither is the rest of Hamerton.” she rubbed her ear lobe at this. Natalie noticed that Ingrid did not seem too surprised. It was as if she knew that they were not safe. Ingrid went on, “I have the missing piece of the President’s badge. Let’s meet at the Hamerton Park later at two. I will be waiting. Bring Ingrid.” She concluded and lowered the note. “He must be England.”

Natalie rose. “I don’t understand. All the bad guys were_”

“Shut up, there are cameras.” Ingrid whispered to her warning.

Natalie sighed. “Oh my God. What are we going to do?”

“See him. At two, like he said.”

“You think so?” Natalie asked.

“I thought that you will be excited to see him.”

Natalie sighed again and drooped back on her armchair. “Ingrid I am more than excited, I am agitated. We have the bad things again and back then nothing was solved.”

“Not with Archy around, no.”

“Archy as in…” Archibald? She said and continued in thought.

“Yes.”

Natalie narrowed her eyes, suspecting her friend. “You knew all these and you didn't tell me. Why?”

“I only had my guesses.”

“Ingrid. How could you keep from me, something as crucial as this?”

“Hey. It’s no time for throwing blames right now. Take care of the get passes.” Ingrid replied, rising.

Natalie gave her a stunned expression. “What?”

“You have only two hours left.” Ingrid said and left the room.

Outside Natalie’s office, Ingrid took out her phone, contacting someone.

She dialed and after a while, the call was received.

“Hallow?” she greeted first.

“Yes?” A male’s voice replied.

“We have a problem.” Ingrid said.

Slowly Simon lifted his eyelids and shut them again after meeting with an intense light. Gradually the immense of it, reduced and he could open his eyes.

He noticed that he was kept in a dark room with a single light source situated above his head. He tried to move but, he was restrained by ropes that bound his hands and feet to a metal chair that also made a loud echo when it moved.

“Hallow? Please?” he called. “Please don’t hurt me.” he requested, crying.

A sound like that of an opening door came, followed by footsteps. He was confused between gratitude and terror as the steps drew close.

“Please?” he cried. “Don’t hurt me, I beg you.”

A pair of shoes showed at the end of the circle of his light and Simon filled with terror.

“Ple hihihiiis” he was crying.

  “Its alright.” A woman’s voice came. “If you just cooperate.”

Simon gulped. “I’ll, I’ll tell you everything I know. Please? Ask me, ask me anything I swear. I will tell you everything, I beg you.” he cried.

“Do you know Natalie Bradley?”

He swallowed. He did not understand why they asked him about her.

“Simon?” the lady came again, seductively. “You have to tell me everything.”

“I will, I will.” He promised. “I just want to know why you are doing this.”

The steps drew closer and the lady revealed herself.

She was a brunette, probably eighteen. She wore a dark suit and held a riffle against his head. “You are in no position, to ask that question.”

Simon stared at the gun hole, breathing heavily. “It’s alright, it’s alright. She… she was my girlfriend. We also went to the same school together.”

“Do you know who she is working with?” the girl asked, as if his answers were too general and did not matter.

Simon furrowed his eyebrows. “I, I don’t know.”

“Are you sure?” the girl growled.

“Yes. I swear. I only know that she is studying in Hamerton and that her boyfriend is Trevor Tommy. I don’t know anything else I swear. Our break up ended pretty badly. I promise, I don’t know anything.” He cried.

The girl glanced above him. But, she was probably looking beyond the dark, resolving his confession.

“Please?” he cried. “Let me go. Please? I am too young to die.”

She glanced back at him. “Who else is close friends with Natalie?”

Simon swallowed a lump of tears that was stuck in his throat and said. “I don’t know many names but, there is Ingrid and Erin.”

“Erin is dead stupid. ‘took care of it myself.” She retorted.

“See? I don’t know much. Let me go, I beg you.”

She lowered the gun. “Take care of the mess, Bob.” She said and turned around, leaving.

“What? What?” Simon cried and swerved his head around. “Who’s there? Please don’t hurt me. Please?” He begged before receiving a heavy blow on the head and everything went dark. 

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HAMERTON 2- Chapter 1- episode 5

HAMERTON 2

Thank you God for this opportunity.

Hamerton. A large school offering the finest Education to the students of the state and overseas. Natalie joins this school arriving from Brooklyn and she has grief over her lost friends who were murdered in Hamerton. She teams up with Ingrid and their fellow seniors against the House of Representatives to prevent a bomb blast that could cause a large massacre.

Previously on Hamerton, Kehlan questions Trevor's involvement with Maggie. Maggie manages to convince Corny to cover up for Trevor as he goes to warn Natalie about the sect. Simon shows up after a while and wants to talk to Mrs. Bradley about her daughter. 


Continue;

The next day Natalie sat in her office. She was on recess and she preferred to be there other than the grounds or the café or the theater, where others spent their break.

She scanned a document on her table. She was still on Cheryl’s questionnaire. She chewed a pencil’s rubber, trying to come up with the best answer for the questions;

Qn #5: How do you explain your relationship with Trevor Tommy and how do you feel now that he is gone?

Qn #6: Do you think that you have been able, fully or in part, to realize the dreams of equality and team work through pursuing the same goal of education which, Trevor had for Hamerton?

She sighed when she could not come up with anything. Or at least, what she could tell the media and express to the rest of Hamerton.

“I miss Trevor!” she wanted to shout. “I don’t feel okay without him. Even if nothing is going wrong in school, it is and always will; be empty without him.”

Right then, a knock sounded on the door, interrupting her lamentations.

She turned to the door which also opened softly. Ivan walked in. “Miss President, you have a visitor.”

“Let her in. It’s Ingrid, right?”

“No. He is a boy actually.”

“Okay.” She agreed.

Ivan left and later, a young man walked in. Natalie immediately recognized him as a primary student, basing on his red uniforms.

“Good morning.” He greeted.

“Good morning.” Natalie replied compellingly and waved her hand to the seats in front of her desk. “Please, help yourself on a chair.”

“Thank you.” He said and sat.

“So tell me. How may I help you?”

“My name is Randolph Michael. I am Trevor’s brother.”

Natalie was a bit lost. She just kept her eyebrows raised.

“Trevor. Trevor Tommy? The former President of Hamerton.” the boy tried to explain.

Natalie’s face lit up. “Oo oh. Wow. Welcome. Sorry, I forgot that Trevor also had a little brother. Tell me dear.”

“Oh I’m not little.” He retorted. “But, Trevor sent me to you.”

Natalie smiled. Her heart beat run fast. Trevor! Trevor was back and he remembered her. But, she felt sad about the news. Why now after all this time?

“I don’t have much time.” He said and slipped his hand in his trouser pocket to take out a note that he also handed to her.

Natalie received it, taking a deep breath. She did not even notice when Ralph rose, looking around the room.

She read the note and folded it again gently, turning to Ralph only to realize that he was gone.

She rose from her seat and strode out to her secretary’s desk. “Ivan. Can you get me Ingrid ASAP?”

He nodded. “Alright. Amh, why didn't you use the telephone?”

“I don’t know.” She said, panting and seemingly restless. “I am very anxious right now.”

“Okay.” He said, nodding. “Take a breath and sit by the waiting couch. I’ll get Ingrid for you.”

She did not reply other than walked to the sofa in front the secretary’s desk and sat.

Her blood boiled. She could not comprehend what she read. She needed Ingrid, she needed her, fast.

Mrs. Bradley pushed her baby’s trolley into the diner of her friend. She looked around as she walked in and searched for familiar faces like Mrs. Charity’s. But, another guy was behind the counter, serving food for the waiters who took them around.

She sought for other faces and met Simon’s at a corner. He waved to her and she offered a smile, then approached him.

Outside, Greyson sat behind the wheels of her car. Mrs. Bradley asked him to tag along. For some reason, she did not trust Simon.

“Mrs. Bradley.” Simon reckoned, rising to greet the lady. He was wearing a black shirt and black jeans plus a black beany over his head.

She offered a smile nonetheless. “Hallow Simon. It has been a while.”

He nodded. “And congratulations for your boy.”

She thanked him and sat.

“Shall I get you anything?” He asked.

“No thank you. I’m alright.”

“Are you sure?”

She tried not to be too defensive. “Perhaps later I will order anything.”

“Okay.”

She peeped in the crib, checking out on her child and tuned back to Simon. “So tell me. What did you have to say about my daughter?”

“A lot of things Mrs. Bradley and you will be surprised by who she is.”

She made a stern face. “Begin with one.”

He took a short moment before starting, probably finding a good pick up line. “Okay. First, your daughter has been seeing this guy called Trevor.”

She raised her eyebrows. “That’s not possible. Natalie doesn't have a boyfriend else, she would have told me.”

He laughed cynically. “Oh. Mrs. Bradley, Natalie doesn't tell you a lot of things.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Who is this guy?”

“Trevor Tommy? He is the rich son of one multi-millionaire business owner of Los Angeles. Michael Tommy, if you have heard of him. You should also recall the Minister of Health who went missing many years ago when Natalie and I were just kids. She was Tommy’s wife.”

Mrs. Bradley’s mouth parted slowly at the revelation. She was not puzzled at her daughter’s connections but rather, at her silence about it.

“That is just introduction. Some months ago when you went on a trip and Mr. Bradley was also abroad, your daughter’s boyfriend came to visit her.” He paused, drawing a sincere look. “I tried to talk to her and to prevent the him from taking advantage of her but, the guy got back at me and shot my friend.”

Mrs. Bradley’s eyes widened at that. “Someone tried to take advantage of my Natalie?” she asked in prevailing rage. “Oh my God. How? Natalie is too young.”

“Maybe that’s not what she thinks. After all, you and Mr. Bradley have got the baby and probably a lot in your hands. Trevor came up as a lifetime opportunity for Natalie and she decided to fend for herself.”

Mrs. Bradley frowned. “Nathan and I have been struggling a lot to keep our family okay. He has done everything to satisfy her. Perhaps she hasn't had the life like the other kids in her school but, she has had enough to be contented.” She said with tears tingling her eyes.

He touched his chest. “I can understand you Mrs. Bradley and I for one, wish that I had devoted parents like you but, I was abandoned and I had to live a foster care life.”

She sighed. “I don’t believe this. Natalie… how could she… Natalie my God!”

“I don’t mean to upset you Mrs. Bradley but, I didn't want to keep you in the dark about your beloved daughter.”

Mrs. Bradley was looking away, she glanced back at him with reddened eyes. “Why are you telling me these?”

He took some time to answer. “Well. Amh… I care for your daughter and I want you to correct her because I want the best for her.”

She gave him an unconvinced, “thank you” then asked. “Is that all you had to tell me?”

“Yes. But, I would like to add that you don’t tell Natalie that I talked to you. Can you keep our meeting a secret?”

She furrowed her eyebrows in queer and nodded.

“Thank you Mrs. Bradley.”

“It’s alright.” She said and rose.

“How about that drink?” he asked, halting her.

She turned to him. “No thank you.”

“Okay. Will you pay for mine?”

She looked at him and at a bottle of alcohol on the table. She glanced at him again. “Sorry Simon, but, I didn't carry any money with me.”

He was silent but, obviously agitated by the news.

She pushed her baby’s trolley, walking out with him.

Simon emptied his drink and left a bill from his worn out wallet. He rose afterward and watched Mrs. Bradley walk to her car from the diner’s glass window.

He turned to the exit to follow them and at the doorway, met with a built-up guy who also stopped him.

“He he hey… where are you going?” the man asked, holding a riffle against Simon’s rib. “You try screaming and I’ll make this even more painful.” He warned.

Simon popped his eyes out at the man, sweating heavily. He gulped. “Please don’t hurt me.”

“It’s alright. We only need you for a few questions.” He said and waved his head toward the street.

Simon glanced at the roadside behind the man and saw a black van parked.

There were more men around the van. One, took the liberty to open it.

“What are you going to do to me?” Simon asked as the man as he was led to the van.

“I just told you. Questioning.”

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Chapter 14- episode 12

              HAMERTON

Hallow new readers & Happy Sunday to you all!
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.

She teams up with Trevor Tommy, the ex and most renowned president of Hamerton, Ingrid, and other Class D students against Nicky and her fellow evil seniors.

Previously on Hamerton;

Five years back;

A middle aged man stood in front of a sick bed in a large hospital ward. He had been standing there a while watching a boy that lay on the bed. The only sound in the room was the ECG machine and a soft tune that played from a MP3 player in the man’s coat pocket. At a point, the music paused.

As he waited, a younger man walked in. He was tall with ebony hair jellied back to suit his looking. He wore a black T-shirt and black trousers that also matched with his boots. He strolled slowly to the man.

“Why did you do this?” The older man asked before the younger man even greeted. “Kenneth. Why?” he added in agony.

Kenneth smirked and continued with what brought him without minding his father’s question. Trevor was the boy laying on the sickbed, dying. “You know obviously that my own DNA does not exactly match with Trevor’s. We have different mothers.” He informed. “But, there’s a girl I know. I did my investigations. Somehow, her kidney is apt for transplant to Trevor.”

Father turned to him with a queer look on his face. “How is that possible? I have no other child than you three.”

“I can’t explain myself. But, the doctor also said that, it can be possible. She can donate the kidney to Trevor if, she wanted to. We cannot guarantee her willingness.”

Mr. Tommy looked away and back at his son. “What if we offer her money?”

“No. Her family is very rich. Father, I’m sorry that I’m mentioning this but, if you want your son back. I don’t. You,”

“You don’t have to remind me that.” He interrupted him. “Tell me what I have to do. I can’t lose my Trevor.”

“No. You can’t. Anyway, my ways may be brutal but, it’s your best chance of recovering your son.”

Mr. Tommy raised an eyebrow. “What? Are you suggesting… that? Kenneth?”

Kenneth sighed with impatience. “Yes, I’m suggesting a way to bankrupt her family and so they get into the need of money and allow their girl to give up her kidney for Trevor.”

“Does it have to come to that? What if we beg them? Despite that, everyone has a price. Even me. Who are they anyway? The family.”

“Oh, trust me, you don wanna know.”

“I do. Spit it out, now.”

“Trevor’s mom’s rivals. Stewart.”

“Dairy Stewart? The chairman of EC party?”

“Exactly.”

“That’s right. They will never help us, even if we gave them all the money in the world. My Monica can’t help either, since she’s lost her mind. She has a kind speech if she was mentally well she could have talked them into donating their girl’s kidney to our son.”

“What a pity.” Kenneth contributed sarcastically.

Dad frowned. “You caused all these. Doesn't your conscious disturb you? What did Trevor ever do to you?”

“You should be thankful that I got him an organ donor.” Kenneth replied.

Father turned back to the bed. He was grieving inside for the cruelty of his first son that got his second son there. He did not understand why, he did not understand where he failed as a father. He turned back to Kenneth. “Kenneth, once your brother is all alright, can you please forgive whatever he did to you? Can you mend your relationship with him and… even if you don’t love him as a brother, just don’t mistreat him.” He paused. “I can give you anything, anything that you want. Go anywhere. You can live in whatever country you like, you can go on a world tour. I want peace. I want the good of Trevor.”

Kenneth chuckled grinning devilishly. “Just tell me if we can take care of that family.”

Father sighed. He knew that he did not get into him. He could never get into him. “Let me take care of that. I don’t trust you that much.”

“Trevor’s gonna die.”

“Not yet. He can settle with weekly dialysis for a few months while I, specifically I, find a way to engage with the Stewarts to be part of our family.”

“Not gonna happen.”

“Why not?”

“First of all, the boy doesn't have a few months, secondly, how will you be able to talk to that family?”

“I’ll just try to be more like Monica.”

Kenneth laughed.

“I am going to do it.” Father added.

“And Trevor’s life expectancy? What are you going to do about that?”

“He can do with dialysis, I have already talked to the doctor.”

“Whatever you say I guess.”

Father took some time in silence. He was quickly arranging his plans in his mind. He realized that he also needed confirmation on his target. “The Stewarts? You’re sure.”

“You can double check if you think I’m lying.”

“Just tell me how you found out.”

“That’s my secret pops.”

“Then, why did you go looking for a donor in the first place? You don’t want Trevor to die?”

“I do but then, you could disown me or something. I can’t afford that.”

“For all you did, kidnapping Monica, turning her crazy, you deserve to go to jail.”

“Pops, you need me. One way or another. Okay, maybe I was a little harsh with your second wife, Monica but, you tell me that, if I did not kidnap her, would you have escaped the corruption charges that were against you?”

At the bed, Trevor squeezed his hand into a fist. He heard his brother’s voice, the first sound after waking from an induced sleep.

Mr. Tommy did not reply and Kenneth pat his shoulder. “By getting Monica out of the way, I did us both a favor. You became a senator and now I can conduct my business smoothly across the borders. It’s only Trevor who is so far at a loss. But, when he grows up, he might understand.”

Mr. Tommy sighed deeply.

“Cheer up pops. I’m leaving the family in your hand. The steward of our home in London just called. I told him that you’re busy and so you are.”

“Is everything okay there?”

“There was a robbery or something.”

“Anything stolen?”

“Pops, that’s the definition of robbery, stealing.”

“Okay, what was stolen?”

“I want to go there personally to find out.”

Mr. Tommy stretched his palms. “Just make sure that you spend a week there or months, or even a lifetime.”

Kenneth laughed. “You will miss me.”

Trevor heard footsteps and the door was opened. Kenneth must have left. He smiled.

Mr. Tommy glanced at the bed. How much Trevor is afraid of his brother, he is gone and Trevor is smiling now. He thought.

Trevor was happy but, from another reason. His own deal to kidnap his mom was a success. He made sure to keep her wherever his brother and dad will not reach her.

Present day;

“What now?” Natalie asked as they came out of the building through the fire exit and emerged into the school back yard. “Did you get the gate-passes?”

“No.” Ingrid said, walking ahead of Natalie to a shortcut path to the girl’s dormitory.

“What? Then how are we supposed to wake Trevor?”

“We?” Ingrid called as the distance between them expanded.

Natalie had to run to her. “I don’t understand you.”

“He is already awake.”

Natalie frowned. “But, how? He needs to hear my voice or maybe if I kiss him or something. That is how he is supposed to wake up.” She paused, wondering. “Am I right?”

“Maybe that would have worked but, it’s not what me and Steven discussed.”

Now Natalie was more confused. “I don’t get it. Ingrid, he is a bad guy!” 

 “I know Natalie but, he is helping now.”

They approached the building and entered the hallway of the dorm house. It was quiet and lonely. All other students were in the school campus for questioning over the murders.

“How do you know that Trevor is up and that Steven hasn't lied to you again and killed him? Ingrid? Open your eyes. Steven is a bad person, we have to see Trevor to confirm that he is really awake and doing fine.”

Ingrid rounded her eyes and spanned around to face her. “Okay. I will tell you what happened.”

Natalie nodded. “Great because, I don’t understand.”

They talked inside an elevator that lifted them to the 13^th floor of the building.

“Beginning with Trevor, Steven suggested that we should move him to London.”

“London?” Natalie repeated.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because, his mom, Monica is there and, he would be okay with her.”

“Ingrid. You accepted to drag Trevor’s sick mom to the problems that your Steven created? How do you expect that the lady will take it seeing her son lay like a vegetable in front of her?”

“He is already awake, Natalie. Don’t you get it?” Ingrid snapped.

“How?” Natalie inquired, irritatingly.

“Well… he has a song he likes. Steven had his uncle play it for Trevor. That woke him.”

Natalie furrowed her eyebrows. “I didn't know of that.” She said feeling down about it. “So, have you talked to him to make sure that he is fine?”

“He can’t talk. But, he makes movements.”

“What makes you so sure?”

“I trust Steven.”

Natalie was angry. “Why?”

Because he has never lied to me. Ingrid thought of saying but, she did not.

“Ingrid. I don’t know how much your cousin means to you but, he, he is the love of my life and I will not be contented with what you’re telling me.”

Ingrid opened her mouth to retort but, she refrained. She spoke calmly instead. “Natalie. I have to trust Steven. You and I have no choice but, to do so.” The elevator opened but, neither of them walked out. “We can’t leave the school campus without gate-passes and Erin left an encrypted message that we have to retrieve.”

“Message?” Natalie asked.

Ingrid walked out first and she followed.

“What message did Erin leave?” Natalie asked.

“One concerning what we are currently holding. The President’s badge.”

Natalie folded her face with astonishment. “I don’t understand. Did she also ask that you recover the badge after she would be gone? Did she know that she was going to die?”

Ingrid emerged to her room that she shared with Erin. She halted at the doorway in front of Natalie and looked around. “Great. The police haven’t shown up here, yet.”

Natalie glanced inside the room as well. There was one bunk bed opposite the entrance with the lower bed roughly arranged. Some clothes hanged on one full-length mirror on one side of the room and the closet beside it was widely opened.

“I see your point.” Natalie agreed.

Ingrid walked further into the room and stopped at the lower bunk bed, raising the mattress.

Ingrid took out a crumpled sheet of paper below the mattress and turned to Natalie, holding it.

“What is that?” Natalie asked.

“Her message.” Ingrid said and unfolded the paper quickly.

Natalie dashed behind her to get a glimpse of three large figures that were hand written on the large piece of paper.

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"What does that mean?" Natalie asked with puzzlement. 

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