Lana's POV
"Breaking news! The candidate for governor Claudius Clifford just suffered an attempt against his life during a diplomatic dinner with members of what he himself calls 'the Martial Arts Mafia. He is in the hospital right now, but didn't suffer critical injuries. We'll try to get more information from the man himself, ..."
Lana's jaw was slack, and so were everyone else's in the warehouse.
The old TV that displayed the news was placed on top of a small pile of glass plates, and there was nothing much, other than glass plates, all around.
The place was dimly lit, and the five people just sat there, with their mouths open, in absolute shock for what they just witnessed in the news.
"So that was his plan all along..." Grandma Alma said in a faint voice.
