While we waited for Missy Cath's performance in the afternoon, the girls and I strolled every place we couldn't go to the last week of the festival due to a series of unfortunate events. It was the calm before the storm of our revenge.
And while we were yet to find something we could use against Missy Cath and Mr. Bernards, we knew deep down that justice will prevail soon enough. That bitch will see that she picked a fight with someone who has three hundred years of pent-up rage in her heart.
I won't stop for anything to get my well-deserved revenge against her.
Afternoon came, and finally it was the time for us to slowly put into action our plans. But first and foremost, we needed to go to the tent where Missy Cath was to perform.
"Do you girls think the boys will be there as well?" Becky asked.
"Perhaps," Ali replied shortly.
